Trigger Warning: trauma, loss, grief, depression.
5th hour blues,
Melancholic hues
of dread and doubt;
Nothing left to bemuse.
The silence echoes,
without cues.
Walking through the fog,
Shoes heavy with the sogg
of old soul’s yearning…
The promises of Greif
are the only constant
that keeps on churning.
Beautiful!
Thank you 🙂
“The promises of Grief” — such a powerful line.