Grief

A million emotions

Mask grief:

Anger and madness

Contrition and control

Exhaustion and endurance

Helplessness and hopelessness

Too many to name. So much to bear.

The hurt reaches into each pore,

Slender branches poking and prodding

Taking over until the misery spills out faster

Than we can process it.

And that is why we

Weep.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

25 thoughts on “Grief”

  1. I continue to send wishes for strength and healing to your in-laws with Covid as well as all of you working as care givers. I’m going to save that quote you posted. It may come as a good reminder in the days ahead. Thank you.

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