~ Grief Is Like A Labyrinth ~

I wrote this poem in honour of my late uncle’s memory ✨

I hope you like it ✨🥀

 

~ Grief Is Like A Labyrinth ~

 

Grief is like a labyrinth, you feel lost and confused,

The walls whether stone or shrubbery make you feel abused.

 

I first tried left and then tried right or was it the other way. How long has it been now. Longer than a day?

 

Am I searching for the centre or the exit out of sight?

Every dead end I hit gives another fright.

 

I think I might try left again but have I been that way before? Searching for a single path but every corner turned there’s more.

 

There’s others within this labyrinth. I hear them cry like me. I want to comfort them as best I can but walls of grief is all I see.

 

Left, right, back and forth. Why does this have to be? I can’t think clearly about directions because I keep thinking….. “why did you have to leave me?”

 

You’d think I’d wish for a sign post, something to mark the space.

Yet all I find myself wishing is that I could see your face.

 

I keep on moving. Which way next? Why should I have to make the choice?

All I really want again is to hear your loving voice.

 

Half my movements are instinct. It seems hallucinogenic like the effects of some unkind drug.

You’d think I’d ask for sense of things but I just want one more hug.

 

The days they seem so endless now. Like weeks, like months, like years.

I could easily build an ocean. I’m sure you’ve seen my tears.

 

I take a moment. I stop. I allow myself to breathe.

Maybe all I need to do is allow myself to grieve.

 

I think of the times you were here with me. The memories that we built.

I’ll keep those memories within me, wrapped around my heart like a quilt.

 

There are moments when I think of you. The moments make me smile. The moments also make me laugh every once and a while.

 

The pathways seem so simple now. I just continue on.

I shed a tear now and again when I remember that you’re gone.

 

Will I reach the exit or the centre? The answer is unclear but I’ll now when I have reached it because you’ll be there, holding me and whispering “I’m here”