Grief circles

Maybe grief is a circular thing

Maybe some times my grief has wings

Maybe sometimes too

Grief is like a bird that dives

Or a mermaid who tries

To reach the bottom of a well

Who knows what mysteries

Grief will tell

Or when the hell

It will catch you completely unawares

Hitting you with a wave of nausea

As you try to climb the stairs

In your mind

To get some relief

From the lack of sleep

Which profound grief

Visits upon you

Over those dark days and night

In the painful aftermath

Of the deepest tragedies

Let’s face the truth

You could never ever fully

Give voice to the blood and guts

Of this full grief reality

And so possibly

For as long as you live

Maybe your grief will

Have you

Running around in circles

Desperately seeking

Ways to leave it behind

Until there is no way

To find the way back

To what you were so desperately

Running from

And yet grief will still wait

Silently

It will lurk in the wings of your deepest soul

Attending the moment when

You finally fall

Or surrender yourself

To the place

Where grief leaves you hollowed out

No longer capable

Of making a fast get away

Beseeching you

To open yourself

Pore by pore

To the pouring out of its

Ache

Its heartbreak

Its undeniable

Yearning

To reveal

Its fullest

Deepest reality