Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Playground of Grief

it was shock and raw pain, 
alternating like a seesaw: 
up and down and up and down.
Back and forth 
like a game of tug-o-war 
you were pulled.
You're caught in the middle 
of the hula hoop, 
going 'round and 'round 
as emotions and feelings 
came upon you like a tidal wave.
Treading in a pool of hardship, 
paddling to stay afloat.
You bobbed and bobbed, 
every time coming back up for air.
Knowing every time that the tears would stop 
and the pain would melt away.

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