alienkid

the dawning of grief


No one ever tells you,
how quiet mourning is going to be.
And no one ever tells you,
how different the morning will feel.
The silence will be unbearable.

Because nobody wants to admit it,
but the grief that is swimming in your veins,
will change everything.
Like a slow and torturous venom,
it will poison your heart.

But it will be the same peaceful sunrise,
and the same cold damp air.
And maybe that's the worst part of it,
because the world will wake again,
even if you don't want it to.

And no one else will feel the loss,
in quite the same way that you do.
And it will be hard to remember,
the superficial lightness,
that you felt before.

Because there are only two simple things,
powerful enough to permanently alter,
the fabric of your soul,
and the workings of your mind:
death, and the strongest of loves.

Comments4

  • Santita

    This is a sage write. You express pain so well here. "the world will wake again,
    even if you don't want it to." - everything around you will be the same but your core is shaken and hollow, and there are subtle reminders of your loss all around, it's unbearable- you'd rather not wake up. I really felt this piece. I have been there. Execellently written, adding to my faves.

    • alienkid

      Thank you so much! :) I'm so glad it resonated with you in some way, that's really cool. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment :)

    • dusk arising

      This is top notch stuff poet. That last verse is especially strong and oh so true. This is going into my favourites.

      • alienkid

        thank you so much!! glad you liked it :)

      • Accidental Poet

        With the loss of loved ones, there is always another side to grief. You will be together again. ; )

        • alienkid

          thank you for the encouragement, i appreciate it :) i hope you're right!

          • Accidental Poet

            Listen to your heart. You'll know it's right too. ; )

          • Heather T

            Grief is absolutely this, with the world moving on around you and light-heartedness vacuumed out of the air. It's a slow eventual turning, but it does eventually turn. Even if you still limp. Truth telling write!

            • alienkid

              thank you so much for taking the time to read :) i appreciate it a lot!



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