Tear it up
Scream aloud
Punch a pillow
Or maybe a face
Set it afire
Design a plan
Exploded emotions
Whispering man
Match the intensity
Forgive the weakness
Promote Unity
Seamless
Do whatever it takes
Do what you need
To process the loss
And move on
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." Simonides, 6th-5th century, B.C.
Tear it up
Scream aloud
Punch a pillow
Or maybe a face
Set it afire
Design a plan
Exploded emotions
Whispering man
Match the intensity
Forgive the weakness
Promote Unity
Seamless
Do whatever it takes
Do what you need
To process the loss
And move on
It's true
The tears don't fall
Even though the sadness
Prevails
It's true
That I am lost too
Even if it seems
I do not care
There is a chemical
Affecting me
Making me better
Making me strange
The pill that helps stop the hurt
Stops the hurt all too well
And leaves me with nothing
But
Interference