Weight Of Reality Poem by Tracy Craighead

My anger can masquerade as strength, but, for only so long…
the pain will always break through
with a furious howl and a cry of death.
The will to take even one more step
stolen away
I'm so mad, and I still can't explain the loss.
Frozen in a yesterday, gone forevermore
This reality is such a mystery to me,
Like learning to walk, I'm afraid of the steps
and of the stairs that I can't see.

The shadows of this dark hour, sometime around three,
With both hands I cover the tears from my eyes... flowing free.
God, I miss you so much.
Dreams will never satisfy this aching need.
Memories are a poor replacement,
simply reminding me of deafening silence
and the weight of the world…. crushing