Tag: vulnerable

  • My Grief

    My Grief

    My Grief
    I lost my father in October 2019
    Having to cope with grief and loss is complicated
    Almost every day, I struggle with my anguishes
    Vulnerable as I am
    Encounters always took away a part of myself
    People never understood me
    Tears run down my face like sparkling gems
    Strange and mysterious they say about me
    Different could be a word that definitely defines me
    All the time, I faced dreadful beings
    Nothing can give me back what I have lost
    Death of a part of myself had been necessary
    I would have loved to fly away for an indefinite time
    How many times I had to suffer and be sad
    A lot of times, my grief fractured me
    Violence destroys everything day after day
    Exhausted, I built my sandcastles
    But I destroyed them afterwards
    Empathy is what they missed when dealing with me
    Eternal love does not exist since everything decays
    Nobody has ever loved me
    Reasons are impossible to understand
    And I can be sure that
    Perhaps I might rely on my dreams
    Exceedingly hurt emotionally and physically
    Disquietingly grief is all that is left in my heart.

    Esther Elizabeth Racah

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