What They Won’t Admit

Is it the guilt that eats them away

How they weren’t enough to stop death

Is it the pain that makes them angry

Never once trying to release it

Is it the helplessness they feel keeping them up

Bubbling into anger and distance

Is it the memory of the news gut punching their heart

Why they never kept us close

Is it because I remind them of what they lost

To keep me a stranger

Is it the numbness breaking them apart

Because I see their grief

They wear it like a crown

Elizabeth Almeida ©2021

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