Grief and Loss

The Shape of Grief

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the shape of grief

when you lose someone who means the world to you
your world changes
never returning to its former shape

it appears to others unchanged
so you keep the secret

until you can’t
an anniversary
a place, a flower or a song
suddenly it spills out

you must tell the world
you are not the same
you have not been the same
you will never be the same

the illusion is just that
the pretense grows heavy
it requires too much energy to maintain
so you shed it

and discover others who know your secret
keep it themselves
believing they will not be understood
believing they too are alone
knowing time does not heal
time changes
what was already changed

all will be touched
eventually
shaped by love
altered by grief

Dear Reader:

The poem was inspired by thoughts of my brother and by my friends, in and out of the blogging world, who have shared their secrets with me: Franziska, Tamara, Sleepless Dave, Jon, Esmeralda, Jen, Gallivanta and Pam. 

Michele