Category: Grief

Pity Me – March 13, 2019

Pity me. Don’t pity me. That look in your eye tells me a story. Who you are, but not what you want to be. Open your mouth and live. Pity me. Don’t pity me. The energy you send is sharp, But full of want. Pity me. Don’t pity me. I have to look away. Moving … Continue reading Pity Me – March 13, 2019 →

Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019

I want to feel it, so badly. The lightness of life she lived. I want to breath it in my blood, and sweat it out my pours. She lived for that day, when she awoke it was all that mattered. The heaviness I carry, is a dull knife. What’s left is ragged and ugly. It’s … Continue reading Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019 →

For Her – March 9, 2019

As she Goes, self-doubt on high, My chest puffs out, for her. As she goes, feeling small, I sit up straight, for her. As she goes, carrying the weight on her shoulders, My arms extend toward the sky, for her. As she goes, and does not believe, My spirit dances around, for her. She will … Continue reading For Her – March 9, 2019 →

Distracted by Death – March 9, 2019

I'm scared to death, of death. Not my own. But for him, or for her, or her, or him. All of them live just a moment away. Each day, my heart tightens with fear. They leave on a bus, clinch. They leave in a car, wa-bam. They leave on an airplane, a bike , or … Continue reading Distracted by Death – March 9, 2019 →

The End, and Now Beginning – April 13, 2018

Disgrace. I am not, I did not. Forgive. Hard, but necessary. I always have. Conform. Yes, but no. You did what you did. You owe me no explanation. I don’t owe you one either. I’m pulling myself out of the rut I’ve dug. I said it out loud. I am proud, I am brave, I … Continue reading The End, and Now Beginning – April 13, 2018 →

The Reed – September 28, 2018

Strong and firm. Roots stretching deep into the dark, rich soil. Always feeling the weight of the world, Consumed with the swirling breath of air wrapped up around them. Tossed and twisted to other’s pleasure. The Reeds are whipped endlessly. They battle, time and time again, to stand up tall. The whirlwind synchronizes their dance, … Continue reading The Reed – September 28, 2018 →

The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018

You both were dealt the worst hand in the world. Four different suits.  Colors across the board. Not a single pair, and you didn’t throw in. You played the hand, discarding all but one in hopes the flop would be kinder. Looking for pairs, a three of a kind, at the mercy of the stack … Continue reading The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018 →

It’s Ok – February 9, 2018

I just want you to know... It’s ok, to cry out loud. It’s ok, to yell and get angry. It’s ok, to not want to. It’s ok, to remember. It’s ok, to speak their name. It’s ok, to ask questions. It’s ok, to be happy and smile. It’s ok, to just be. It’s ok, to … Continue reading It’s Ok – February 9, 2018 →

Mom – January 31, 2018

I think of you when the wind blows and ruffles the grasses. That is very often. Memories fade over time, But the feeling of you has always remained. Warm, kind, caring, my protector.  This, I’m grateful for. Many days and nights, I’ve longed for you. Wished you could share my joys, love me through my … Continue reading Mom – January 31, 2018 →

A New Day – March 3, 2019

The smell of the Earth brewing, Under the dead grass. Muddy snow, cracked ice. Fresh with the scent of dirt, laden with winter's toll. Promising to continue the cycle. Birds chirping, hidden in a haze from the melt. Again, we awaken with hope. Wet and soppy, shivering afresh. Reborn as the Earth emerges, alive. The … Continue reading A New Day – March 3, 2019 →

Stuck – March 16, 2018

It hurts, that you’re not strong enough. It hurts, that you can’t let yourself. My heart needs to heal, and I keep falling back. Back to the place where I need you. I fight the urge to be my own person, I struggle pulling away. I am so stuck to you, it’s hard to release … Continue reading Stuck – March 16, 2018 →

A Familiar Tap – January 11, 2018

The ebb and flow of where I live, Has taken its toll. Just when I have wrapped it up, and ready to throw it away. I feel the familiar tap on my shoulder. It’s on repeat, I understand. It’s there to remind me. Give me strength to forgive, move forward, accept what’s happened, and cry.

Shuffle – February 16, 2018

I shuffle through the memories of my past. As the pages turn, the smell in the air is ripe and bold. Heavy with the scent of her. I feel my heart thumping, The tears start to roll. Cannot get back what I once had, I want it so bad. He sees me suffering, or does … Continue reading Shuffle – February 16, 2018 →