The Shadow of Grief

I live in the shadow of grief,

Which twists and manipulates,

Unraveling at the seams.

It plays tricks

A sound here,

A shadow there.

I feel paralyzed by despair,

Hollow and alone.

The darkness lifts for a brief moment,

But then it comes crashing back down.

I am left with distant, faded memories

That flickers like an old film reel.

Accompanied by a heavy silence,

Waxing and waning like a forgotten dream.

Every day is a new form of hell,

Leaving me exhausted.

Echoing in the stillness,

Death carries on,

Indifferent to my pain.

My cries feel pointless,

The void swallows my voice.

I yearn to be where you are,

To escape this seemingly inescapable pit of sadness in my stomach.

Instead of being stuck here,

Weighed down by the ache of absence.

Endless nights of longing for peace.

I live in the shadow of grief.