I think I'll stay stuck for a bit

There will be that one moment in our lifetime where the absence or lost of a loved one will hit us like a stellar collision. It will either burst into something beautiful or something so wrecked there's no other way to handle the situation but to start anew. I wish this short poem serves you well.

Funny how I thought my world hushed when you left

When all that really happened was me meeting my death

Death of my soul that I long developed

Death of my persona that I long hoped

But things will get better,

I sure hope so

Everything will again matter

It will take time though

You know what people say

Time heals all wounds

But as to my dismay,

I am still here like a child in an unfamiliar woods