The Room.

She kept everything tidy, And in chronological order. The windows and the walls were all tinted black, She liked the curtains tightly shut. In a place that was truly hers, She knew nobody else belonged there. It was like an un-accessible room, A grim place where nobody could enter. A place where the memories floated,…

Golden Heart.

I own a golden heart that does not beat, Inside is a picture that’s about to speak, It’s tiny, but shines like the sun so bright, Even through all the darkest nights. This heart is fractured in so many places, It affirms that the inside is what counts.You can find “I Will Always Love you”…

Cumulative losses

Her grandfather’s fragile hands squeezed hers,And she knew that was it.Soon he’d be gone…And he’d no longer ask for his favorite song. Shortly after the loss,Loneliness reigned over her heart,And tugged deeply into her soul. Her wise uncle asked her how she’s holding up.“Hang in there.” He said, “That’s life, we’re all in this together….And…

I’ve sat with my grief.

I’ve sat with my grief, watched it morph into denial, anger and then anxiety. I’ve sat with my grief watched the days and dreams fly past me. I’ve sat with my grief and sensed all of my shattered pieces beneath me. I’ve sat with my grief and I could swear I’ve never felt lonelier. I’ve…