Death Poem by Teens

Hearing The News A Loved One's Passing

I have had many recent deaths in my life. In 2006, my cousin Chandler, then I lost my grandparents in 2011, six Mondays apart. Then I lost one of my friends in the beginning of 2012. This poem just explains my feelings, how I act, and/or why I'm acting the way I am. I hope someone can relate to this poem.

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My Reality

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Published: February 2017

I remember calls through my cell phone.
Voices on the other end being hurt and distant.
Long silent pauses as I let REALITY sink in.
Warm tears streaming down my cheeks.
I remember my body shaking, because REALITY
is too hard to believe.
Hanging the phone up abruptly, because I didn't want
to hear the details.
Laying there frozen, letting tears flow down my face like rivers.
Seeing images of their faces, knowing that this would be the last memory
I would have of them.
My sobs take over my body.
I cry myself to sleep hoping it isn't true,
Waking up hoping I had a bad dream.
I remember heartache, because my worst nightmare has just become my REALITY.

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