The Mourning

Emily Griffin
The mourning of a man.
The mourning of History.
The mourning of a friend.
The mourning of a family member.
The mourning of a Father.

The pain, the tears, the fear, the anxiety, the despair and the heartbreak enslaves my mind, body and soul.
Night after night, nightmare after nightmare.
The only image I see is that final, quiet, haunted morning.
All I can see is your expressionless, lifeless, soulless face.
Laying there. Motionless....

What do I do now?
I walk around like the living dead...a zombie.
I live day by day, emotionless.

Published by Emily Griffin

I am a full time College student at State College of Florida. I love my family and my pets. I have many interests including theatre, acting, singing, dancing, preserving the environment, eco-friendly/green w...  View profile

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