Grief.  stories

rebeccajadeWattpad writer & singer.
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by rebeccajade

That moment when your heart sinks and you can physically feel the life drain out of you.

Like someone is sucking away all of your energy, like you've just been punched in the stomach and can't quite catch your breath.

You need oxygen. Your body needs oxygen but you can't seem to find any. Yet somehow you're still conscious.

Somehow, You're still alive.

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Fascinated <3

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this is fantastic!

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a year agoReply
This was an exceptional description of grief. You wrote it with words that evoked the same physiological responses that grief does. Outstanding poem.

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I know the feeling. Just gotta keep breathing and moving forward. Easy to say. Hard to do. Go get em! ❤️❤️