when am i not mourning yesterday

there’s grief in getting older 

as the realizations settle into your bones 
and seep through your skin
the recognition that the child within me has 
as the people they believed to last forever were never truly meant to last

the grief in realizing that molding yourself 
means no longer being the picture of infinity for others
the grief in realizing that there is no blood as important as the blood pumping through your own veins 
gifting you a new life at the price of the previous one 


x if you want to use my poetry please ask & credit me


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