Grief Is

Grief is crying on the floor. So very loudly. Yet nobody is there to hear, or see, your horror.

Grief is the future missed. You would give anything for just one more hug. Or just one more kiss.

Grief is death.

For them.

But it feels like for you too.

The world moves on it seems, but not for you.

Grief is crying out to God – and at some points, cursing Him as well.

People may judge this, but such is the reality when you experience this special type of Hell.

Grief is ever changing.

And the price we pay for love.

It’s thinking that you can no longer go on.

And then looking back after you have survived, and realizing that they were right.

And you were wrong.

When they told you:

‘You can do this. You are so strong.’

© Copyright 2017 John Polo

11 thoughts on “Grief Is

  1. I know just how you feel. Grief will soften, but it is always there. You move through it and you try to hang on. Take care of yourself!!! And try to just go with it. Someday you can just feel the love ❤️

  2. All very true. I lost my husband 3 1/2 years ago to cancer. This is the longest and most difficult journey I have ever had to endure. Keep writing and sharing. It helps so many that sit silently and never reply but you are giving them hope and letting them know they are not alone.

  3. This poem could only have been written by someone that has experienced grief so deep that it changes every particle of your being. I scream and cry every day in an empty house. It’s been 9 months today. I’m still in hopeless and lost shock. My friends have quit calling. They have moved on but I’m stuck at his bedside watching him take his last breath.
    I will take strength from the last verse that someday I will also be able to say I was wrong. I can survive. I’m just not there yet.

    1. Deb, I cannot say I know what you’re going through, but I can feel the pain you’ve expressed here. I’m sorry your friends have quit calling — they probably just don’t know what to say. I just said a prayer for you.

  4. Yes to this poem. Truth. Honesty. Devastating grief sucks and there’s no way through it except to live inside it. And yes, I did not know for certain that I would survive this grief(s), but I seem to have viscerally changed from the all-consuming grief, now noticeable in tiny ways throughout my days and nights. It is most welcome. However, the grief remains.

  5. In actual fact…”they probably just don’t know what to say” is a shameful excuse that lacks integrity. The true friends stick it out during the most troubling times in life, grief included. A phone call once every two weeks or once a month for that matter is not too much to ask. Honesty is the best policy. When someone told me (most friends chose to abandon) they didn’t know what to say, I thanked them for their honesty and then told them they didn’t need to say anything, they simply just needed to listen. Here is where the problem lies. There are a lot of people that do not have the skill or the time to listen. It is easier to walk away. I have tested this theory many times since going through grief.
    In saying all of this and after getting past the shock of “friends”, I am happy to say I now know who my true friends are. They are not many but they are dear to me.

  6. John, your writing moves me and often to tears . I commect with it completely and I’m grateful for your raw honesty ❤️

  7. 100% true. I have done it all and still after 3 years my husband is always on my mind. I still get mad, break down and want someone to blame.

  8. It has been 5 years since my husband passed away from cancer and I miss him every day, but the grief is easier to bear now. Now my walk is closer with God, and yes, I know He understands all the stages of grief we go through. After all, He is our Creator who loves us and will never forsake us.

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