Feeling Better?

I'm improving, starting to feel joy.
Not as dark,
Happier than I was.
Knowing people care,
But all they do is stare.
I doubt they really care,
They're never there.
I'm done trying,
I'm done crying.
Not yet,
Maybe never,
The pain may last forever.
Reminded 3 times a year.
Birthday, Mother's day
Date of death.
I can hear the echo of the final breath.
I'll never be the same.

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