Grief Is

Grief is crying on the floor. So very loudly. Yet nobody is there to hear, or see, your horror.

Grief is the future missed. You would give anything for just one more hug. Or just one more kiss.

Grief is death.

For them.

But it feels like for you too.

The world moves on it seems, but not for you.

Grief is crying out to God – and at some points, cursing Him as well.

People may judge this, but such is the reality when you experience this special type of Hell.

Grief is ever changing.

And the price we pay for love.

It’s thinking that you can no longer go on.

And then looking back after you have survived, and realizing that they were right.

And you were wrong.

When they told you:

‘‘You can do this. You are so strong.’’

© Copyright 2017 John Polo