dear grief;
although you pierce me & pull me under the surface,
you are not my enemy.
although you arrive uninvited & leave me with nothing left to give,
you are always welcome.
although you isolate me, leave me frozen & expect me to survive,
i still take a breath for you.
although you stand tall in my way & do not let me pass,
i bow to you indebted.
for how can i deny you?
when you were born from my love?
where love once bled from me,
now endures a wound.
a wound to remind me;
/of a joy i once felt,
/of a smile i once admired,
/of a kiss that held me safe.
by yogiwhale
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