This is grief
the pain that heals
the breath that prays
the silence that steals
...
Help that hurts
Comes straight from the heart
Serious and irrevocable
It is unflinchingly precise
...
Would life always matter as time?
To you and your friends!
Long after the good times
Have ended and come to a trickle from flood?
...
Grief
This is grief
the pain that heals
the breath that prays
the silence that steals
all that is and was
a life no more
a light gone dark
a smile frozen
with no emotion
but a memory held
My tears
carry an agony
my stare
stays faceless
among strangers
bearing my shackles alone
Reprisals
against nature
are an injury
upon oneself
Like a poison spread
leading
to the hearse
no music
no lament
only mild contempt
and understanding