Note: I dedicate this entry to my cousin, John Lester. I miss you wherever you are. May you rest in peace.
It kept holding on me since that night;
I wish I could bring back a life.
I have learned that emotional aches hurt more
Than me being physically stabbed with a knife.
I’m not sure if I’ll survive these days;
For the feeling of grief will always remain.
But soon I am sure I’ll be okay
Because I know ‘acceptance’ will ease the pain.
-fin-
(featured image courtesy of careerinpsychology.org)
Pessimistic Reveries 