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Hillary Rosenthal shared a letter in the
Poetry group 6 months, 4 weeks ago
Grief Implodes
The world collapsed in
As I slept-
The rug fell out
While I wept.
The smiles got brighter
The more I met
But the world still collpased-
In on me and it’s very self.I held for hope,
Held it until I couldn’t breathe.Waited for an outstretched hand,
I hoped they’d know my name.
The world collapsed in,
While I slept
Into slumber- I crept..The universe became a hole
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Thank you for sharing your grief journey. Grief is a rollercoaster. I understood your message so well, some days we are happy, then the next minute we are sad or mad. Grief creeps up on us while we are at work, going to the store, it just does not have a set time frame where it goes away. We have to take it step by step. It is not a process to just get over and keep moving. I am a heavy greiver (if that’s a word lol) I cry, I yell, I release a lot of tension pertaining to my grief. But I am learning it is a part of my healing process now. Thank you for being so brave to write and share about your grief journey to inspire others to share about their grievance.
-Cierra
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