R.I.P. Grandma Mangun

[ravenjane]

So, my grandma on my dad's side died yesterday. I don't really know what to say or do about the situation. I want to be alone, but i want to be distracted. I didn't really know my grandma. I met her twice and spoke to her on the phone once or twice. I think that is what bothers me so much. I never get to know anyone in my family. I have an uncle

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[anonymous]

If you want poetry, here it is. This one goes with our conversations last night, but I think it can go with just about anybody who feels the absence of love-even with family members.

You never have to thank me like you did last night. You know how empty life would be without you.

This was actually derived from a lot of different poems and prose written over the years. Sums it all up, basically. It just represents the hopeless barriers that we find ourselves in when love gets a little too rough, and the impossibility of ever finding peace when the walls are built up so high. We've talked about this poem before, actually. It represents just that: it is impossible to sing the worlds most beautiful song or write the worlds most beautiful poetry, because everything about those things, just like love, are so subjective. But we all know, when we're in love or feeling heartach for somebody, we'd give the world to have the ability to do those things just to win some form of happiness.

Anyway, thought you could use the insight.

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[slavescreams]

*hugs*