Mental Health Poems

grief

Grief is an anchor that will weigh me down for my whole life...
No matter how much time passes, the wounds will stay open.
Loss is never easy, years later and I'm still lying here saddened by their deaths.
What is grief if not love persisting?
Yet my grief comes with its own baggage.
Guilt and grief go hand in hand for me, like a happy couple.
Lives are short and should be cherished.
You never know when you will have that last moment with someone...
Live each day as if it was your last or look back in regret.
Grief is a parasite infiltrating my brain, corrupting and overriding.
Pained I am by loss of those around me.
Dreams haunt me of what I could've had.
Relationships and bonds I could've made if I tried.
Amendments and forgiveness I should have attempted.
Now it's too late.
Forever now change can not occur, it's too late is not an opinion but a fact.
I carry this burden on my shoulders in the form of grief every day.
Life is unpredictable, always seize any chances you get and tell loved ones you love them.
You never know when one's book will be put down forevermore...
~ Alz