One Week

One week

has gone by

since I lay

on your bed

stroking your hand

not believing

you were dead.

I have spent it

crying myself dry

trying to


but still

screaming why.

Nobody can

come up

with any explanation

to soothe my mind

and ease

my aggravation.

Time, they say

will smooth

this heartbreak,

but that’s

no consolation

now my life is opaque.

grayscale photography of human left eye
Photo by lalesh aldarwish on

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