loss

Wilted

~ ~M ~ 19 Comments

Wilted, that’s how I feel,
a flower that’ll never bloom again.
My petals droop and die,
fluttering to the ground one by one;
will I ever be restored?

I’m going through this phase;
maybe someone can relate.
Emptiness encases me
like a thick woolen glove.

I’m trying to escape the feeling
of being smothered and surrounded
by all that has invaded my insides
over these past fifty-some years.

Is it too much to ask
to be able to understand myself?

© 2025 Michelle Cook

*These were some personal sentiments I found when reading through my journal over this past year. I think I’m much closer to understanding myself now, but there are days when the weight of this world still closes in on me and reminds me of all the things I wish I could change. I’m happy that I never stay stuck in my head for long, and I generally snap back after a few days of wallowing in self-pity. I’m continuing to look for ways to keep a positive outlook on life. Nobody wants to be droopy forever. 😉

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I can’t remember you

~ ~M ~ 37 Comments

I forgot you
You made me forget you
And now
Whenever I think of you
I can’t remember
Why I’m thinking of you

I think a piece of my heart
Has a muscle memory of you
But my mind can no longer be sure
Your memory flitted away
On a day long ago
When there was nothing left to say

I have this vague recollection
That you once mattered to me
But maybe that was only a dream
The more I try to remember
The more I forget
And the pain I once felt is finally gone

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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For certain

~ ~M ~ 16 Comments

If I could change my life,
what would I do?
Would a simple hug
change my point of view?

I wonder how far I’d go
for the things I desire,
or would those longings
somehow expire.

I don’t always know
what my capabilities are,
haven’t gotten to the point
of reaching that far.

But there’s one thing I know
I could never do
and that would be
to give up you.

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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Presumptuous

~ ~M ~ 10 Comments

Some will march in spewing insincerity
Still others will tiptoe in without pretense
Both are after the same things
Both are cruel and unkind
Manipulation comes in many forms
I am sure I have not seen all the ways
But I am sure of it when I see it
This will not be my future
I have never been blind to the truth

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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Cancer

~ ~M

It’s like a knife that peels
A blade that steals
It keeps embedding stakes in my heart

And you can’t die
Cause then I couldn’t lie
About the pain it’d impart

I need you to fight
Give it all your might
But I just feel you wither

The tears are there
Beneath the surface they stare
Fuck,
I just need you

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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For those of you who left comments, thank you. I’ve decided not to publish comments or to comment back and I hope y’all can understand. Much love… ~M xo