Written by J. B. Hogan
It would have been easier
to just move on, let go,
there would be another one,
a next one, but it was
more like somebody died
and grief set in, with denial,
bargaining, anger, cursing,
because it was more like
having the plague with no hope
nor consolation, nothing but a
sickly emptiness, a hole where
something once was that mattered,
might have mattered but was gone,
never coming back, and it didn’t matter,
it was no longer there and it didn’t matter
but it felt like a gunshot wound all searing,
burning and scarring, and needing to stop
but the only way to react was to
blank it out somehow and accept that
it was done, over, completely finished, and
find a way to get better, heal, recover,
just move on.
Text © J. B. Hogan
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YOu can just get stuck in the past forever. Move on is the only thing here
easier said than done