Grief
is when you're little, and
Mom
ties your scarf too tight
You're
out in the cold, choking, but
can't
come in, ever again
Grief
is when the whole world
Suddenly
turns black and white
Colorhues
shades of grey
Gone
Grief
is a hole, so
N S
O E U
R O
M
You
wonder if there's
anything
left,
except
the
outline
of
where your heart
used to be
used to be
Grief
also surprises you,
sneaks
attacks,
just
when you think that
maybe
today
I
can hold it together
For
just this moment
You can't,
because
the hurt
so
big, will never
heal
enough
to
“make it all ok”.
In
loving memory of him. Forever in my heart.