A poem about dealing with grief and mortality, by Shernaz, exclusively for Different Truths.
Do we become emotionally hyper in the grave of fossilised grief? Afraid of our mortality refusing to come to terms with it we landscape mazes where at every turn rises a black mass of memories Rather than accept and revel in the freedom and lightness of our transient lives We keep sliding down on an uphill trek - a load of grievances on our shoulders.
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