On This Day Last Year:Someone Died Today but It’s Okay

Originally Published in 2015 after the death of my 107 year old great Grandmother


My Great Grandma died today but it’s okay.

She was 107 and I wasn’t close to her anyway.

No, not insensitive but just detached.
I find that I’m like that with most things, in fact.

Not too much happiness, not too much sadness.

Because if I have either, I’d be full of madness.

Vulnerability is an asset of mine but why do I act like I lack it?

I know the answer, I know it’s true.
I hate the rawness that’s due.

I don’t like feeling exposed.
I’d rather feel opposed.

Needing and loving someone takes a lot.
It takes the strength to be  openly sought.

It takes the courage to pull my heart out while you inspect it.
Every vein, every pump, you get to dissect it.

Instead, it’s much easier to wear a mask.
I’ve done it for years and can focus on other tasks.

But that’s gotten…

View original post 87 more words


Let Your Thoughts be Known!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s