shallow focus of sprout
Poetry

They say there are five stages to grief

“ever been so angry that you skipped anger 
and went straight to laughing like a lunatic” The Joker


I saved a life today
why wasn’t it yours
eight years ago
you died
Sissy’s Song played
on repeat until it broke me
my funny
broken mind
I didn’t have superpowers then
why wasn’t it yours
four years ago
I died
listening to Radioactive
on repeat until it saved me
my funny
broken mind

My power is in my words now
why wasn’t it yours
today
I lived
reborn reading Leave a light on for me
on repeat until it cured me
my funny
broken mind

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