Uncover the Sun

Now They Know

Grief is like this:

everything stops

for you,

but not the world

And you can’t believe

every day continues

when even thought

doesn’t work for you

Others are kind, or not,

but life isn’t one long moment

stretched to raw feeling

for them

And sometimes you wonder

if you are alone

because everything continues on,

while you just try to breathe

Now suddenly, everyone knows

what you know,

grief is like this virus

when everything stops


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