funeral, finally
by Wen Pei
Sister
free dove
I mourned your death
I’m sorry it took me so long
I was distracted
Running out of time
Afraid of this
anxious
attachment
And when I can
I am glad I can step away
Just for a moment
Sit with my feelings
Rest.
Breathe easy now.
You
can
stop
here.
No need
to be anywhere
No need
to run
for
anyone
for
anything
You
can
stop
here.
You
can
Rest
here.
Try not to lie to yourself
Try not to be unkind to yourself
I love you,
And I want you
Here
with me.
Alive.
Relationships can be raw, messy and yet beautiful. This poetry reflects the lived experience of ÁñÁ«¹ÙÍø students and their relationships with themselves and others. The stories are deeply personal. Such experiences evoke our emotions and memories, sometimes positive, sometimes negative. Please know you do not need to struggle alone or in silence. Support is available at ÁñÁ«¹ÙÍø.