Once again, another day began, without you here…
On this never-ending, long and winding road down grief, I’d become, weary, because, the road just keeps, going, and going, extending, to the endless skies, and I can’t seem to, find an end for it.
not my photograph…
On this never-ending, long, AND winding road down grief, I am, meant to, travel, because I lost you, love, and, you are never going to be mine, and, as the day passes, I can’t say, that I miss you a little bit less, oh no, I will NEVER, forget that you were once here, with me.
On this never-ending, long, AND winding road down grief, I’d traveled, and, I’d reached, the end, and, there was, NO congratulations from the gathering crowd, just me, after being drenched, in ALL the tears I’d cried for you, love, and, I’d recalled, the road that took me here, finally, and, it was, full of, hardships, trying moments, and, there were, times when I’d just, wanted to, DIE and join you too, but I can’t, because I had, survived, and I will, keep on, surviving, because that, is what I’m supposed to do…
not my sketch…
On this never-ending, long, AND winding road down grief, I’d found everything I once didn’t have the answer for, and now, I’m way better (having gained a TON of wisdom!!!), than I ever was, still going strong here too!
Life, the Obstacle Course 