I'm sorry, this is just something simple I quickly wrote whilst listening to Lewis Capaldi's 'Someone You Loved.' Also, I'm ill, but working on some big pieces that I'm excited to share, so watch this...
"Can I tear myself from these walls without them crumbling?"
A short poem about saying goodbye to a beloved home. A true story I've lived at least a dozen times.
All I'd like to say is that I'm pretty sure I'd seen a piece with the same title but I just simply couldn't think of a more fitting one.
So sorry if anyone had used such a title already.. :/
I lost my great grandfather to Alzheimer on a rainy October day six years ago now. This poem is for him; it’s the words I’ve never been able to write down ever since I lost him. Too afraid of facing m...