A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 207

Day 207: “Subconscious Grief”


Loss

Feels like a fading away

A slipping through my fingers


Lack

Not enough time

Love still to give


I can’t comprehend it

Can’t believe

He’s gone

They’re all gone


It doesn’t make sense


My dreams are full of attempts at changing it

Bringing him back

Actually, he never left


It doesn’t feel fair,

okay

It’s definitely not right


Sometimes I see the beauty in life and death

But more often than not I just feel sad

Mad

Oh so upset


There’s no resolution

Grief is a fickle thing


I guess I’ll just turn out the light

Try to get some sleep

And see if he’ll visit me in my dreams

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 204

Day 204: “Oceans Behind My Eyes”


You ever feel like there’s an ocean behind your eyes?

The tides are coming in

Getting stronger

There’s a flood risk


I’ve been feeling that way

It sits,

right behind my eyes

Close to spilling out,

washing away the shore


I think I know why

It’s grief

Loss

Missing someone,

Everyone


I want to let the tide roll in

Let the waves crash onto my cheeks

But I’m scared of what might float away in the water

That the shore might get washed away entirely

What will be left?

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 165

Day 165: “I’m Blue”


I’m sad

I’ve done everything I can

And I’m still sad


I’ve stayed up

And I’ve fallen asleep


I’ve cried

And I’ve sat still

Silent


I’ve worked out

I’ve eaten right


I’ve talked and I’ve talked

I’ve listened


I don’t know what else to do

To keep the sadness from taking me over completely