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Death
You know this place like the back of your hand.

yet it feels like foreign land.

not a stranger to pain but you find yourself struggling to endure.
loosing a child rocks you to your core. you relize You will never be the same no more.

Here! but not ! ..there ! but where.? Lost in thought
Stuck in a lethargic zombie like walk.

no one seems to fully understand the speak you talk.
or shared the shoes were you walked.

You reach for help where help once was sought. but it does not fill this .particular spot

You start to forget every fight you ever fought.
wondering have you just wasted your time ? what was the goal was it worth the climb ?

Your stomach turns tied in knots. every few minutes your hit again with the feeling of this tragic loss.

Your unsure of what choices to make. as you try to contemplate the out come of each so you can guide your fate.

overwhelmed your current state ... over filled is your plate.

you second guess past...