Misery A Poem Honoring A lost loved one

Misery A Poem Honoring A lost loved one

A Poem by prymore
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I lost an aunt back in july, you never know how much someone means to you until you lose them.

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Misery 

Oh misery

Misery never Forsakes our family

Deaths cruel taking of a loving husband from wife daughter son and grandson still lay warm in the Minds

Now death takes another

Young and beautiful

With a mind broken by stress mental instability and demonic influence from inexperience in biblical knowledge from own and around

Taken was she by accident to herself

Shock splitting of our minds

Splitting of the minds of mother brother sisters nephews and countless friends considered family

Shock and confusing

The ultimate breaking and displacement of our minds

A piece lost forever in us all

A piece that none will recover

A light cheery but shattered soul lost to death

In heaven she rests

She resides with god

With all loved ones of the past

With the animals

Pets of youth and adulthood too countless to name

Walking amongst the ones who have left in joy

The ones left behind wail all thinking of what could’ve been

She is reunited with loved ones

Soul mates reunited separated in youth

Taken in tragedy

Family split by deceit and lies

Intentional or not

Future uncertain

Future bleak

Her death left an empty void in the world for those affected by her death

The void continues growing 

Feeding on our suffering

The void needs filling

Filling with good deeds

Kindness to others

Kindness she would express

The loss leaves many empty

Wanting to leave

To join her

But to all that remain

There is a purpose

Of what I cannot say

Every person alive has a purpose

Some reason for existence

Something meant for existence to be continued

To everyone 

Including the affected

And other readers

Never attempt to end existence

Whether you believe in religion or not

It doesn't matter if you do or don't

Do not end yourself

Live and help others

Live to help others

To fill the sadness within other's hearts

To fill your own

Live to live

Live not to die

But live to experience what you want 

For in the end this life is all that this world offers

© 2020 prymore


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Added on February 5, 2020
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prymore
prymore

colonial heights, VA



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