Grief is my middle name

[Warrioragainstpsp]

Follows me through ebbs and flow

A constant companion on the road

A dark shadow behind

Enveloping me in sweet embrace

Come closer my darling

He whispers in my ears

A sweet lilting voice, sinister grin

A timid saunter

Gaze, menacing

I feel the warmth of his breath

On my neck

The feeling of blood rising in my veins

Sweat trickling down like rain

The pain reaches me before he does

And then he finally catches up

Nostrils flaring

Horns blaring

Panic ensuing

My old friend,

I am here.

[Bergenser]

Beautiful writing. Very relatable as we are all travelling with that same companion. I keep acknowledging him, and telling him to wait his time. For now I'd rather have Hope walking with us. X 🌻

[Leygonie]

A really powerful image. I recognise your grief even though mine is still ‘anticipatory’. Sending love and positive thoughts. ❤️‍🩹