Peace | The Grief Toolbox

Alone each night and during the day
Holding back all I want to say
I'm not all right, things aren't ok
So many roles I'm forced to play.
Dear Goddess give me strength
Give me quiet, give me peace.
Help me take the next first step
Help me loose all I've kept.
And if it's now my time to go
Help me tell the others so.
Let them know I am not sad,
This isn't wrong, this isn't bad.
Let me go to heaven's door
And know when there
I'll weep no more.

About the Author

My name is Nicki. My husband, Bryan, was hit by a drunk driver on March 27, 2013. He was life flighted to the hospital. The next day I was told there was no hope of him recovering from his injuries. I have lost my Dad and Grandfather, but nothing has ever come close to the pain that I feel since his accident. Every day became a struggle with no hope for relief from the pain. I started writing about Bryan and this new life without him and found some comfort and hope to give comfort to others.

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