The Monologue of Mr Grief

The Monologue of Mr Grief (A lone voice whispers) Some people I know Like to wear their hearts on their sleeves And smile at the world Wherever they go It's so much more courageous and revolutionary Then I can ever conceive I like to keep mine under deep cover so it can recuperate and try to breathe From all the subtle Kübler-Ross wars, I've recently endured As I seek a means to quell all these tragic sensations which must be cured For I know deep down they need to run their course As I lay tapping my feet listening to the bustling wind as it blows yonder I always ponder The why's and the what for's The means and themes of all that depressing pain that eventually follows home Each time that so delicious memories' tablet I delicately swallow For I know Things will never be the same and I take my hat off and bow To all those who suffer in silence but smile Wherever they go As they wear their hearts on their sleeves For to little old me It's just a crazy concept and one I can never believe For inside now I'm without you I'll just wander in solitude Living on my own and some nights when I'm sat alone In our old home Sipping lemonade and gin Thinking about the last time I saw your beautiful face Touched your soul as we rolled around playfully Wrapped up together in twenty-five minutes of sin We thought would last forever Until illness came creeping in and called you home I'll forever just grieve Walking around With my heart hidden Carefully Under my sleeves Copyright John Duffy Image shared under fair usage policy. #grief #poetry #love