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Words for the Journey

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Submitted by Aces71 on

I hate that moment when

Someone says how they admire

How strong I am…

Why can’t they see?

This is just a stupid game

And I have got you fooled.

I am not this strong person

You all think I am.

Why can’t you see that I am in pain?

Why, of why, can’t you take

A moment and really see me?

I am fragile,

I am broken,

I need your hand!

I am screaming inside,

Help me! Hold me! Hear me!

SEE ME!

But you close your eyes to me,

Because the pain is more

Thank you care to acknowledge.

Like somehow,

I might rub off on you,

Like a sickness.

Oh how I long to come out of this silence.

To be free and whole again.

But that isn’t to be.

And one day, one sad day,

You will need me.

Maybe then you will

See me…