Poetry-Closure

Closure

By "Lulu"

After it all happened, I didn't know what I could do.

I felt extreme grief, and I sat for days,

Letting every memory repeat itself over and over again.

I knew that I wasn't helping myself heal.

Wasn't there anything that I could do to ease this sorrow?

Over-analyzing the memories could not make them disappear.
I didn't want them to completely go away, though.
Just to not keep stinging me in this tender spot in my heart.


If I had done the right thing.
If he didn't tell her,
If we had never met,
Painfully playing the "if" game as if we could see into the future.


They say that I need closure,
But what, truly, is closure?
Do I close off my brain?
Will that rid me of my pain?