Not another one
When will it end?
Not another one….
That’s all I can think about as I’m staring at my computer trying to jot down all of my feelings and emotions and thoughts.
This pain seems familiar
These tears feel redundant
Feels like I’m reliving 022713 again
Except at the hands of someone else
Not another one
This hurt feels the same
Another black brother gone
Senseless
Unexplainable
My heart hurts as I reflect on today’s news
I keep trying to articulate how I’m feeling and the only phrase that seems to repeat itself is not another one.
This is a pain that is too familiar
These tears are too redundant
Just when I thought I was getting better with dealing with death
Another one comes and shakes up every emotion I tried to bury
Not another one! Not another one! Not another one!
My heart can’t take another one.
