“Sometimes I almost go hours without crying, Then I feel if I don’t, I’ll go insane. It can seem her whole life was her dying. She tried so hard, then she was tired of trying; Now I’m tired, too, of trying to explain. Sometimes I almost go hours without crying.” DeathPoetryLossGriefDyingPoemSuicideMourning Book:Collected Poems Source: Collected Poems