How do you explain grief to someone who’s never felt it?
The force that physically takes us to our knees
Wrenches screams from our bodies
Leaves our throats raw and our eyes empty
How do you tell someone that even though you’re stills here, everything about you is irrevocably changed?
That you can’t look at yourself in the mirror anymore without seeing a ghost
Every moment, happy or sad, tinged with an aching loss
The silence that becomes louder than any words you could find to try and explain
What words are there to explain that life just, doesn’t feel like life anymore?
That time moves, but you’re somehow stuck, frozen in a past that no longer exists
The warmth of the sun feels colder, the familiar now strange
Breathing becomes a conscious act, each inhale a reminder that they no longer do
How do you make someone understand that grief isn’t a moment, but a landscape you learn to walk through?
It’s the empty chair at the dinner table, the sound of a favorite song that cuts through you
It’s a weight that settles into your bones, making every step heavier
Yet somehow, you keep walking, because what else is there to do?
There’s nothing to do.
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