The days, they go on and on,
Each a reminder that you are gone.
How do I stay strong?
While the days go on and on.
The chill of grief is all consuming,
Leaving your heart full of longing.
Knees to chest, constant rocking,
The memories, a force of mocking.
Griefs at the door, waiting to be let in,
While I lay on the floor.
The freezing cold sinks deep to the bone,
The grief taking it’s final throne.
A stone sits lodged in my chest,
It’s jagged edges a constant test.
The misery holds you down,
With a sinister look that resembles a frown.
With an aching heart and hollow chest,
It’s a feeling I truly detest.
The pain is real, a thief in the night,
Ready to steal all light in sight.
Any hope that once was found,
Has now been fully drowned.
The sorrow builds with each passing day,
Growing till it’ll never go away.
