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ProseChallenge #67: Write a poem about grief.
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rhale3

Void

I lost you in the darkness

I saw you slip through my fingers

and I knew that I’d never see you again.

You were a strong and beautiful woman,

careless and at ease.

Every night, we’d talk about the future

excitement in our eyes.

But one day, I didn’t smile back at you

I was trapped in a disease.

Life was drained out of me

by two heavy hands.

The darkness entered

as the light drained out.

My breath weakened

and fear crept in.

I grew frail and tired,

scared and weak.

I couldn’t shake the sickness

he followed me everywhere.

Sleepless nights and hot showers

did not rid me of him.

You tried to reach out to me,

but I shut you out.

I cried in silence,

hoping you’d keep trying.

But all that was left,

was a shell of who we used to be.

You are my past,

I am your future.

But who am I now, if not you?

And who are you, if not me?

If only I could reach back

and bring you here.

Erase the scars of time

and start over again.

He took me from you,

and I lost myself.

When I look in the mirror,

I am someone else.