Grief a New Best Friend

Grief is so unimaginable painful it cant be explained, To lose someone you love so much is unfeigned, Once grief comes knocking at your front door, Entering your life, It doesn't plan to stay as a guest In fact grief intends on staying until you reach your eternal rest It will infest you mentally, physically, spiritually and you will question your faith, congratulations on your new life long friend who will love you like a wraith Disturbing your life is an understatement grief will cause you huge mental distress That you cannot seem to clean up, pointless asking grief to help he couldn't careless Grief is only interested in What hes started, Which can be Metaphorically described, converted or worded Into an explanation which is more understandable about Griefs power Imagine grief Blaring horrendous music louder and louder Until finally you can't take anymore and you have to find a way to turn it down But the cycle consistently repeats each time louder and louder grief won't back down, Did you no grief also has a best friend who's guaranteed to pay a visit, Emotional pain and grief become inseparable and the emotional pain is elicit Unfortunately their presence results in the emotional turmoil being irreparable, incommensurable That's the pain that comes with grief it starts with agonising emotional anguish, then overtime although the pain remains, it doesn't simply vanquish It always keeps an eye out for any opportunity to thrust that knife in without your know how Even if it only twists it a little bit, it's thirst for pain becomes content, for now The grief firstly comes in waves like tidal waves crashing thrashing with sorrow and woes But time eventually calms that ocean of emotions to waves gently lapping at your toes. No one wins with grief in fact someone has to loose there life Someone must die there is no alternative it's natures cruel circle of life You can't gain anything good from grief, you cannot escape it's process Which will be filled with ample amounts of emotional pain that it'll oppress Although grief quietens down in old age, it's still a feeling you utterly detest and abhor It eventually becomes a part of you and will be there forever more Times a great healer and although time helps and things may feel better, You always remember the loss of love it cannot be erased as grief likes you to remember The memories, are triggered by smells, food, music, friends, family, things we bereave They'll pop up a thousand times a day if not more, but that's ok, because it is ok to grieve It's a personal journey everyone you, me myself and I, has to go through. Eventually you will co-exist in a sort of twisted peace as god is my witness it's true You come to terms with the nature of the beast and that it's going to be there whatever you do, because you never forget I swear, Your memories last a lifetime and are better than a gravestone It's a beautiful gift like a chest of treasure for you to keep that you can dive into anytime Memories that are yours and yours alone to make you smile or to make you weep. Grief moves onto grieving, bereaved equals bereaving, It all hurts but the world is still spinning and we are still breathing, We were left behind, true, because it's our time to live and life is for living.