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Words for the Journey

Discover a sanctuary of perspectives, tools, and shared experiences written for people living with grief.

Don't you hear me knocking?

I thought you were my friend

I really want to talk to you,

Please, please  let me in. 

  

I tried calling you 

But you don't hear me at all.

That text i sent to you just today

It appears you just  ignored.

 

Perhaps you are  struggling 

Its what that makes this hard

I hoped we'd try together

But you've only put up your guard.

 

Since the day he died. 

Life makes no sense to me.

The only thing that seems to come

Is silence next to me. 

 

I had a dream again. 

 A different one this time. 

you looked at me and said

I just don't have the time. 

 

I thought it was just a dream

I see though it was true. 

You may think I'm being silly

But I think I caught the clue.

 

I don't hear you knocking

There is no one at my door. 

My house and phone are quiet.

The grief with me once more.

 

I thought you were my friend. 

I think i was misled. 

To all the contrary statements

Its your actions that are read. 

 

Grief does funny things

It messes with me so. 

Perhaps this is anger

I don't really know.