Grieving

Grieving

 

As you travel the road of grief

take your water bottle

with you

for you will not know

how long this journey

will take

 

As you travel the road of grief

nothing will make sense

the days will be long

the nights longer

carry a soft blanket

 

You will hear

the voices of your

family and friends

from afar

it will be a distant whisper

as you travel the road of grief

 

As much as you would wish

there to be,

there are no detours,

there are none

to be found

there are only roads

to travel

sorrow to swallow

and tears that will come

 

One day you will wake up

and even though

your journey is not over

you will know that you are not alone.