Like goods at the market,
my emotions are for barter.
Seeking an escape,
Anything to avoid future grief.
.
Athiests turned to prayer,
Extraverts seeking society.
Personalities and beliefs,
traded for emotional sanctuary.
.
This is the cost of grief,
an overwhelming emotional toll.
That is better switched off at the source,
then dealt with in the morrow.
The StoryTeller 
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The third stage of grief – a very tough journey to be on!
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This was very deep. Thank you for sharing
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I am glad you enjoyed
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