A grieving soul

Ive lost more people than a person my age should

9.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.
The number of lives I’ve lost
The times I’ve had had to go through the five stages of grief

By the time you get to 3
Before you’re 15
You have grief and death nailed down
You aren’t inconsolable

1 and 2
Hurt like a hell
Take forever to get over
You buy reminders of them and their love

4 and 5
Feel guilty
You’re the common denominator for all this death
You’re the problem

6 and 7
Sneak up on you
There’s a bit of shock
But you can smile

8 and 9
You begin to expect
You comfort the people on 1 and 2
Dissociation is your best friend

I no longer cry at the news of people dying
It hurts my heart and I longed to be hugged
But I’ve trained myself to survive
I have a complete set before reaching adulthood