State of grief and loss by PuzzledHeartBox, literature
Literature
State of grief and loss
What does one do, when a feeling of all encompassing loss consumes the mind?
When all seems bleak, and colours have disappeared from the world...
When demons loom in perpetual silence; from the very darkness of my own self.
The loss never ceases to strain me, suck out and drain me, as if fatigue itself is my new state of physical being.
My mind falters ever so freely, rapidly, declining into the dark crevices of my own conceiving. This abyss,
that is the bottomless pit creating this sense of loss, not fitting in, not belonging, as if an emptied husk, devoid of all energy and feeling.
I hear you, yet I'm disconnected from words and letters,
When resonating souls fall out of rhythm
Lost, floating in opposite directions, steered by the undertow
This bittersweet sorrow of goodbye, they are to know
Words unspoken left harrowing wounds
Till the soul became broken, an echoic room’s unrequited echo
This bittersweet sorrow of goodbye, they are to know
Abolished alliances and sore yet sweet remembrances
Oh such disdain, they dare not show
Such is the bitterness of goodbye’s sorrow.