Grieving Wounds

Grief sharpens its knife

It takes its time and then comes at you full force at a different angle

Trying to destroy part of you, you've already lost

Grief scabs over you like a second skin

A blanket of hurt

It's winter now, your tears freeze to your raw skin

Now I know how a turtle would feel without a shell

Grief took my shell and shattered it

My protector, my hero and my inspiration gone for the rest of my life

I wake to a new day full of hope

Hoping to avoid grief's sharpest knife

I've just started my day, already crying