Every fucking morning

Every fuckin’ morning, before I blink,

Grief pours me a shot I ain’t ready to drink.

Same cold silence, same empty bed,

Same heavy thoughts that ain’t done bein’ said.

I wake up reachin’, like time hit rewind,

Like Alex still breathes, like Vegas ain’t mined.

Like maybe I dreamed it, like maybe they’re near,

But all I get’s air and a face full of fear.

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His pillow still dips like it holds his side,

I roll over, wish I could catch him mid-stride.

I peek down the hall, brace for the sound,

Of little paws soft dancin’ around.

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Every fuckin’ morning, they’re gone again,

Sunrise reminds me of what I can’t defend.

I smile in public, I laugh on cue,

But grief walks with me in every shoe.

I wear this pain like it’s stitched to my skin,

Strut through the world with the fire within.

I lost them hard, I loved them true,

Every fuckin’ morning, I carry them through.

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The world keeps movin’, don’t stop for my ache,

I tape on a smile that’s about to break.

Some days I dress it in lashes and lace,

But I’m drownin’ beneath that made-up face.

They die all over again with the dawn,

Every sunrise just proves they’re gone.

I hear him in echoes, feel her in wind,

Then I blink, and remember it’s pretend.

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They say time heals, makes it less wild,

But I still ache like a sobbin’ child.

It hides in the chores, the bills, the routine,

Lives in the quiet, haunts the unseen.

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Every fuckin’ morning, they’re gone again,

Sunrise reminds me of what I can’t defend.

I smile in public, I laugh on cue,

But grief walks with me in every shoe.

I wear this pain like it’s stitched to my skin,

Strut through the world with the fire within.

I lost them hard, I loved them true,

Every fuckin’ morning, I carry them through.

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I hate that they’re memories now, not breath,

Love danced so close to the edge of death.

No calls, no barks, no midnight talk,

Just echoes, shadows, follow and stalk.

But I wake up still, ‘cause they’d want me here,

Movin’ through life, fightin’ the fear.

I let grief come, I let it stay,

‘Cause love this deep don’t fade away.

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Tears behind smiles, whispers in air,

I talk to spirits, I know they’re there.

She walks beside me every damn mile,

Grief in my bones, grief in my style.

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Every fuckin’ morning, they’re gone again,

But I rise with the sun, through the ache and pain.

I wear this love stitched into my soul,

Every fuckin’ morning, I carry them whole.

I lost them hard, I loved them true,

Every fuckin’ morning, I carry them through.

And though grief runs my world, it won’t define me—

I strut with their fire, and the world will see.