A smile that masks the real me

A smile that masks the real me.

Eight months on and it's a brick wall I've hit

It doesn't seem to matter how many candles I've lit

Tears falling at the slightest thing

My head pounding and my heart breaking

Time off from work, feeling a fraud

The facade I've put on, definitely flawed

Strength and best wishes from both strangers and friends

Rest, some time-out is what they recommend

Where do I go from here, I hear myself say

Pick myself up, shrug myself down and get back to the day-by-day

But the day-to-day is different now, new routines to be set

Trying to live each day without any regret

It's time to start living again with those loved ones left behind

Our memories and love for you, forever entwined

And the next time you see me, with a smile on my face

I pray that it's genuine, and not a mask put there by mistake

About the Author

I'm a daughter grieving for the loss of a wonderful dad, who was taken so suddenly by Cancer. I'm now in this wilderness of grief and I have come across this page and many others where I can now find support in others words and experiences. I too would hope that my words can help someone, wherever in the world they may be, because grief is something that will touch everyone at some point in their lives.

I'm Grieving, Now What?

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