You Passed Away
Yesterday, you passed away, but yesterday still feels like today.
It’s like that day never ended and it just keeps going in an endless loop to infinitum.
Like a ghost from the past, the memories come. Are they good or are they bad?
Everything is the same but it’s all different.
I don’t know if I am sad or numb, if you’re here or gone, if it’s then or now.
Everything just runs together.
My life force is drained and I don’t want to care about anything.
I curl up in my ball and squint my eyes forever.
Written by Holly Kellums
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