grieving
Swallowed in disbelief
Not knowing what to say or think
Hating this moment
Worry and madness swirls inside
How? Why?
The migraine and nausea begin
But it must wait
I must force it behind me
The time for grief has come but must go
There is work to be done
People to attend to
What happened cannot unravel yet,
I plaster a smile and pretend everything is as it should be
So fake, so confused, so shocked, burdened
The busyness comes and distracts me
The 3 longest hours in a long time
Life, such a short thing.
Something we take for granted every day
Hunny I love you so much
Perhaps you didn’t realise just how much he meant, until he was gone.
Life, it will go on
But how will you?
2 Comments:
It's posts like these that give people a glimpse into how incredibly beautiful you really are.
And by 'people' I also mean me.
And by 'glimpse' I mean that I'd like to see more...and not by way of a glowing cube.
Amazing writing. Horrible event. I'm sorry to hear it, but awe struck to see how true your words are. Does anyone ever really see what someone is worth until they are gone?
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