Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Grief Crashed


Grief crashed upon the shore
The wind blew with wickedness
The waves swept me off my feet
And the cross current sucked me in.

Tumbling turning beneath salty shore
The sand scraped my skin raw
A piece of me said swallow and drown
Instead I stood upon murky ground

She said she couldn’t teach me about grief
Because the reality cannot be preached
But now I had to grow wings and fly
Above regrets, guilt, and denial

How can I grow wings I sobbed
My heart is bitter, my emotions dark
I feel as if I have been robbed
My bonny prince is all I want

She grabbed my hand and pulled me out
She said I had to release my doubts
Live for him if you must
Help another in their hurt

Time passes as quickly as a lightning bolt
And memories I have to coax
Of a laughing lad reaching for the sky
Above me now, in the light.

I’ll never forget the life he led
And I strive for goodness for myself
My voice has strengthened, and I believe
I have grown bonny blue wings.

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