Not Really – Written January 2012 (Aged 36)

Not Really

i say i am, ‘all right’
but i am not
but nonetheless,
i say i am
the world keeps on moving
and how can people understand
when i say i am not,
i just mean, i am coping
but when i think of mum
i get so scared
realising that part of me has to deal –
with her not being here anymore
so perhaps,
i am, ‘all right’
i mean, in context
even if grief strangles us too tight
i am not, ‘okay’
not really
but there is much to carry on for
but.. it is just, everything has changed
and it is a very different future

James Garratt – January 2012

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