The me inside of me

The me inside of me Isn’t supposed to be seen It’s deemed to feel the shame of me Inside what cries out to be heard But often ignored by those close to me Let the story be told That the inside of me Is not ok It needs to be seen With care and love The process of pain Is overwhelming to me With love loss, bares the ugliness of grief The burning connection To feel the love of those lost Sends a vail of blackness and pain To process alone With weather of tears alone Beside myself frozen from going on Pains me to lose such a love That is gone