I’m still dripping in my own grief
Do I even have the extra to give?
And no one has been there for me
I’ve weathered this storm alone
Yet I float to his side
He doesn’t even want it
It’s there for him anyways
Why do I do all this trying to stop people from feeling alone like me when they’re not alone?
Beautiful memories
Locked behind a door of grief
A woman giggled
She had bleached blonde hair
I thought of my sister and how I’ll never get to hear her laugh again
I’m tackled by the grief at moments I would least expect
Right Mike?
I wonder if anyone will ever hold me together?
They’ve got eachother
And the crowd
Here I am with an empty cup offering water
Just trying to keep it together
I don’t know how I am because if I did I’d be asleep right now
Just another day that I offer someone what no one offers me
I would give him a thousand moments to recover from this if I could
But reality didn’t give that to me when she died
Give yourself time, okay?
Hermes if he doesn’t read it from me get it to him in some other way
Take your time
Grief doesn’t have a timeline
Or an expiry date
Take that moment I told you to take
Take as many as you need
Don’t let reality demand wholeness from you
Sometimes a piece of you is missing
She’s got it though
She’ll keep it safe for you
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