What does grief look like?
Is there one right way to grieve?
Do your actions need to match what your heart can’t seem to believe?
Grief is a wily one
One that changes every day
Grief makes you question if you’re doing it the right way
Some days you wake up
Feeling sorta okay
Feeling like you can control the pain
Like you won’t cry the entire day
Other times you simply cannot breathe
You whisper to yourself,
“I can’t believe that this tragedy really happened to me”
Grief could look like a laugh
It could even look like a smile
It could be a great day with friends
And that happy feeling might even last a while
But then the truth comes barreling back into your heart
And grief then reappears like a lightning bolt ripping you apart
Grief is a teardrop forever ready to fall down your cheek
Grief is that breath you need to take before you speak
Grief is a pebble that’s forever in your shoe
Scratching & aching no matter what you do
You’ll always feel it there, even if you’re “walking” fine
You’ll tell yourself “At least the memories will always be mine”
Grief fills you up with pride
As your remember his legacy
But then Grief can make you sob uncontrollably
Grief makes you listen to that one song on repeat
Grief can also make you wish you’d never hear another song beat
Grief makes you grip his necklace so tightly in your hand
Grief makes you want to buy all of his favorite brands
Grief then allows you talk about him openly
To share his stories and say his name and think of him fondly
Grief might even allow you to have some fun in his name
To dance and eat his favorite food and play his favorite game
But then grief strikes hard again and all you want to do is scream
You want to pull your hair and throw things and wail over the shattered dreams
Sometimes grief is extra tricky and allows you to block things out
To ignore that pain, that truth, that ache
And allow yourself to be out and about
Grief is being surrounded by people but then a daze goes over your eyes
Your mind is someplace else and you’re constantly looking for signs
Grief doesn’t always look like a face full of tears Or even watery red eyes
Grief might simply look like exhaustion, irritability or countless sighs
Grief is a powerful force
ALWAYS hovering above
But there’s no denying that where there is Grief …
There is proof of LOVE
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