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Certification of Departure
I wish these pills prescribed could give me a hug
I wish they could turn into someone who’s gone that I loved
Instead they’re a thin throw, blanketing the pain I keep of you from dropping to negative zero and below
Mom got the paper confirming your exit from the vessel in which you embodied while being physically present
That reopened the pain I hold for you and
I can only imagine what she’s feeling and going through
Untucked, she too is cold. I feel the sadness creeping in
It’s looming over me again, trying to consume me whole
It’s the very sadness I started to meditate on
For release to let go.
I saw your face when I left this place for a more calming mental space
But now I’m losing the joy
As grief is sneaking in to replace any connection, I try to keep of you alive, within
Why is this pain so unwavering
I assume it’s because I loved you unconditionally
So, making peace with your indefinite absence has been
Challenging to say the least, as I can only
Work on mending our past earthly issues
With a ghost from my dreams
Afterlife healing, while still living, is how I will mend our loose and torn seams
And yeah, it's just a paper with a date of your death and the manor in which your soul left
To us it’s a reminder that will forever leave paper cuts.
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