Bereavement

If splay open wide my heart I could, to find the nexus of pain and agony: Excise that particular node I would – Reave and plunder it oh so mightily! Sever, cauterise, amputate the point from which this eternal sorrow stems. Cleave, carve and hack away at the joint where the dire anguish around it bends. If these excruciating emotions I can banish, Lash them tight with cables of sheer apathy: Peaceful bliss never then could ever vanish – Sleep I shall undisturbed under heaven’s canopy! Smother, asphyxiate, strangle and suffocate the very source that caused me to be bereaved. Instead… I humbly submit, patiently relegate to God the unbearable burden of one aggrieved.