After Math
by Destiny Moreno
University of the Incarnate Word
Destiny Moreno is a freshman at University of Incarnate Word majoring in Psychology. One thing her major has taught her is the brain at this age is not fully developed but can be understood in relatable readings.
Nobody talks about the aftermath of death.
I wait everyday to see my phone display your name like the newest movie.
I scream out for you as if you can hear and hope to feel you comfort me.
Nights feel quiet though the days feel occupied.
You are gone.
You will not see any more birthdays.
You will not ask me for silly favors.
You are dead and I am barely alive.
I feel you when the wind passes through my hair and brushes past my skin.
I reach out for you blindly.
I will never feel your love again.
You are gone and I am reminded of how selfish I am.
I needed you but God needed you more.
I wish he had needed me just a little bit more, so you could've had more time.
That is the aftermath is it not?
Accepting but refusing.
I do not believe the cliches
You were not a cliché.
There was no better place than right here.
How could you be called home when you were already in it
You are gone and the hurt never goes away, it just diminishes.
That’s the aftermath after all.