The Myth of Closure

The Myth of Closure

A Poem by Geralyn Miller

No matter how much police,

attorneys and the media

prate and prattle about closure;

there is no such thing.

 

When someone you love is murdered,

even after the trial and appeals,

those endless appeals;

when the murderer rots

in a cell in the death house

waiting for the hour

of his well earned doom

there is no closure.

 

Even after the sentence is carried out;

and you watched the murderer die,

even then

there is no closure.

 

Closure would mean

you could wipe it out of your mind and heart;

you can not.

The scars on your soul

are there forever.

You do move on,

take up life again;

but you are forever changed.

 

Sometimes,

in a weak moment,

the murder replays in your mind,

you see his blood pouring

from wounds too many to count,

staining your clothes

and your skilled,

yet helpless, hands.

Again you hold him

while his life pours out,

marking the Earth with red gore.

 

Sometimes

you cry,

tears like bitter rain.

 

Always

Closure is a lie.

 

© 2011 Geralyn Miller


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it definitely is a lie; we can't just rip someone out of our hearts or minds without suffering amnesia....every perception that shapes us comes from imprints on our soul and there's never closure even if it is out of sight and out of mind...

Posted 13 Years Ago


It is bad enough when a loved one dies of natural causes, I can't imagine what it would be like in the case of murder. So senseless and destructive to those left behind to have moments of terror when the horror is played out in a shattered mind.
You never have complete closure, that would mean forgetting...

Kudos, a truthful and difficult write I'm sure :-)

Blesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Posted 13 Years Ago


Indeed there is no such thing as closure..They say time is great healer maybe that's true but it can heal but not completely wipe out..Just because we are punishing someone for a crime he/she committed does not mean we get back the person we lost.Hence the allusion of what punishment should really be..Should people be killed or should we aim in heading for a way where we can stop all crimes..

A very profound and poignant piece from you..Kept me thinking..and a little blabbering too..Great write !!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh this is soo true the suffering of others doesn't ease ones mind nor dull the pain caused by a selfish act .Closure is a myth I have always believed it was a American trait to think one could heal them selves with vengeance

Posted 13 Years Ago


There can never be a closure as long as the human condition is saddled with memories...An extremely deep and profound message this...But then does the human soul crave for closure???after all when everybody leaves memories are the only thing which do not and which make life just a bit more bearable...

Posted 13 Years Ago


What an overwhelmingly profound message.. Your words beat out a painful rhythm that time doesn't necessarily heal all wounds.. there are scars that forever remain...

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a beautiful piece. The sad part it that is actually true. There is no such thing as true closure.

Posted 13 Years Ago


By definition: Brutally forthright, a hard core topic.

Posted 13 Years Ago


A devastatingly poignant write.
There are no winners in this, just
painful memories of a lost loved
one… Tragic….


Posted 13 Years Ago



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Geralyn Miller
Geralyn Miller

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