
Alone lunar grief
A white, alive frost crying
In the winter room
“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.” – John Steinbeck, from The Winter of Our Discontent
(more…)World crumbling
Tears running down my face
When does the pain end?
How do we get to stable ground?
Six months of nonstop
Six months of ups and downs
Never did I think that death would come
Now we’re left here
Dealing with the mess he made
Financial ruin, our lives in ruin?
He is gone and you might be too
How do I handle losing both my pillars?
Do I go on faith and drown?
Do I let you go and sink even faster?
Each path is dark
And each path has different poisons
This is my pit of despair
The world spins, but you’re no longer here
Over these years, I’ve shed many tears
Because I miss you
When you were with us, you drove me crazy
Now that you’re gone, my mind is hazy
Because I miss you
I didn’t know what grief would be like
I’ve never felt so downtrodden before
I continue to gripe about your loss
I’ve pushed the feelings down to my core
Because I miss you
Here’s a piece of horror flash fiction about grief and the scariest night of the year. It’s about 820 words and has an estimated reading time of 3 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!
(more…)“Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.” ― Haruki Murakami
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