Grief's Catacombs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to my heart speak in tongues of sorrow,
talking to God with soulful prayers.

Being hindered inside with flood gates filled with
tears, sending me crying for all those I love and
who've gone to heaven ahead of me.

Still here on earth, living with family, holding on
to each moment with tender care, knowing death will
one day again tear us apart, throwing us into grief's
catacombs, where we will be alone in our sorrow.

Trying to live, pull or find our way from deepest
abysses of sadness, flowing from our hearts, tearing
our minds to shreds without a thought to what we are
feeling emotionally, attempting to re-enter life
through this total blackness of despair.