As grief walks through this field of
sorrow, each blade of grass cuts like
broken glass into the grip of

The sun and the moon fall from the
broken sky, darkness never fades as
anguish and despair rage in the
endless thunder

Lightning burns through every ounce
of hope as everyone turns their back
and runs the other way

The music, once calming and filled
with joy, now weeps to the rhythm of
sorrow for what cannot be made right

Her soul screams into the emptiness
that is filled with darkness

All the brokenness flows through her
fingers now like sand, trying
desperately to harness what cannot be

Her spirit breaks into a million pieces
that a lifetime could not mend

Running untamed like a wild horse,
unyielding to the logic offered by well
meaning words trapped in the wind


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