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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