Grief Poem
I scream.
So the tears have meaning.
So I demand notice.
So the thoughts are drowned out.
I scream.
***
I cry.
When words fail.
When the hurt is too great.
When that need stays empty.
I cry.
***
I hate.
The hollow pain.
The electric ache.
The feeling of the end.
I hate.
***
I withdraw.
To spite the scream.
To private the cry.
To wait until the hate fades.
I withdraw.