Anatomy of Grief
Anatomy of Grief
Sara Russell December 4th 2018 02:25
From the things we always wanted
to the things we always had
all those things we took for granted
only now seem not so bad
and the words we should have spoken
that were somehow never said
now are lying crushed and broken
ever silent in my head
You are silent now, and elsewhere
you are distant as the sky
while I am here and nowhere
watching memories drift by
and when time runs out of minutes
and the ship sinks at the helm
I would shed my earthly limits
just to see your other realm
There's a realm beyond dimensions
beyond gravity and air
that no map ever mentions
yet I know that you are there
You are drifting over hillsides
over palaces of cloud
while I subsist on the inside
never quite saying aloud
all the million billion chances
time allowed to slip away
meaningful, resentful glances
all the words we can't unsay
all the lost bones of contention
now go spinning into space
emptiness too dark to mention
that once, used to be your face.
Copyright © Sara Louise Russell | Year Posted 2020
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