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.


Leave a comment