the flu

the flu

A Poem by ArielMicheline

it is not armageddon with you gone

but the world has shifted

the ending twisted my gut crossed

and angry with my minds grand design

the war is not quite over -but-

i am exhausted from fighting

a vain attempt at righting all those

little wrongs 

this stage in the game takes

the longest you were

always the strongest of us

two

at least that's what i believed at the time

uncertainty has embraced me

twice over erased me

and i worry 

you are no longer as strong as

you once seemed

what i once deemed to be true

i feel this loss unnecessary

and i ache at the thought of you

© 2010 ArielMicheline


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Added on October 18, 2010
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