Grief and Suffering

I can be A Life sentence to many Because . . . The more you love me The more I will hurt you in return I can take away your daylight Engulf you mind At night-time I’m a dark cloud looming Suffocating Intoxicating stealing your happiness But you can’t lock me away Not even gain revenge, I am invisible to nature A black hole curator I’m a dark time capsule Which many will enter Some, visit me briefly Others, well They may never leave Only you can decide On the burden Of which I thrive! The grave battle with sombre! However. . . This is a journey Which, for many Look back with pride A voyage, Resilience, Acceptance, Rest the storm! The gales finally settle! The sky is finally blue! The warmth of the sun . . . Peace rekindled! Grief has finally capsized A personal suffering Of the worthwhile journey Embarked To have loved so deeply Sorrow is a privilege Of the soul To which we now depart