Tighten my grip

photo by Rankin

As the sun begins to set

And another day is winding down

I still cant seem to forget

The love that I found.

Every day is meant to get easier

But every fine detail still recurring in my head

Devastated I'm not the one to please her

Feeling so replaced, lifeless, dead.

As the sun begins to rise

My heart still twisted and severed

I still cant seem to tame the cries

Yet another struggle lay ahead.

I cry, I yell, I hurt, I yearn

As I adapt to this healing procedure

Realizing with pain comes a lesson learnt

Soon you will be a case of amnesia

Every day my grip is tightening

From drowning in my sorrows

Your absence becoming less frightening

Knowing a better day will come tomorrow!

by Kelly