The Grievers’ Despair

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No one knows it like we do.

The grievers.

Those who have lost.

Forced to rebuild and start over.

Expected to be alone.

In the sidelines.

To watch the happy home.

No longer ours.

Interlopers.

Weakness never an option.

Vulnerability a defect.

Happiness an illusion.

As children, we did not know despair.

That deep dark cave.

That feeling of emptiness and unimportance.

That apathy that exists when life is lost.

Despair.

We came to know later.

Forced to face our shadows.

Our demons.

Monsters from our past and present.

We used to slay dragons.

We used to curse demons.

But now we welcome them.

We are pain.

We are suffering.

We are despair.

Two roads split in the dark.

To the same place.

Happiness.

Despair.

One cannot exist without the other.

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