Without Them What Is There? | Zahira Branch ’22

Without Them What Is There?

Zahira Branch ’22

The memories leave a bittersweet aftertaste as time marches on. It seems there are no words to describe what continuous loss can do to a person. The day will come when the grief becomes overwhelming and I will wish I too was gone.

All the fun and all the achievements can cover the pain briefly, but I still mourn. Grief can be a burden and intensify with time. It can be a poison! The memories leave a bittersweet aftertaste as time marches on.

Because they’re gone, I want to do nothing and everything all at once; I’m torn. Life keeps changing with or without my consent, as if these changes have a reason. The day will come when the grief becomes overwhelming and I will wish I too was gone.

Remembering my time with them makes everything ache, and I question why I was born. The world seems dull without them. I no longer want to be in this melancholic condition. The memories leave a bittersweet aftertaste as time marches on.

Sometimes the never-ending days pierce my side like a thorn. This grief will continue and so will my attempt at controlling it; of this I am certain. The day will come when the grief becomes overwhelming and I will wish I too was gone.

Dreams of them or of the champion himself, death, leave my mind forlorn. And no matter how many good moments there are, without them I am always broken. The memories leave a bittersweet aftertaste as time marches on. The day will come when the grief becomes overwhelming and I will wish I too was gone.

Eunah Kim ’22