Poem #55: Coming to Terms
Soul to depart and the eyes stare at the universe blackness deepens in the mind the heart stops fingers curl into nothing grasping at the air and the eyes see life leave the remains are scattered the funeral has been held black cloth for grief
Poem #53: Regret
Oh how joy melts into grief and weeps its shining tears of hope rays of hope, hearts of hope that die; the outer shell is peeling cracked my truth has been exposed i can taste its bitterness the memories in my head sicken me i cannot catch my
The Harrowing Years
Will to die sighing after the days long since gone cursing every step on this ill-fated trail "in vain i try to forget - in vain i try to forgive black bird from evening sky - raven from heaths of night come and take my cares - carry away the grief
The Slayer and the Sphinx: Chapter Twenty
Then, all at once, his grief was replaced with rage. one of those lowlife, murderous slayers was using his daughter as a tool? no, worse-- a _weapon._ how dare he?
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part One - “Saeldrin”, Chapter One: The Hunters
Drowned in grief for the loss of so grand a symbol of his people's history, he titled his head back and howled to the indifferent winds. it was a gesture he had not made in many years.
Justin's Liberation: Part 2
Not that i would commit suicide but i've been so lost in the woods of despair and grief that i didn't care to live anymore.
Playing God Part 3: Crime and Punishment
The papers had called it "judgement day" - but that was nothing but a hollow gimmick, a weak ploy to try and give the wordless, hopeless grief a label.
A Silent Soul- Chapter 10
It took me away from the grief in my mind for a few moments which was just enough for me to cope." he said quietly. he turned his arm over to show me, and i could see the faint scars of the slit wrists, only barely visible.
Robert
We drank not from grief, but in jubilation, for our triumphs no more than our defeats. robert, you were the only man, not family i've ever loved, without a single wanton thought.
Farewell My Friend
#16 of poetry a grief stricken poem to my best friend, shane, who also happened to be a dog. he died on 5/22/2018, his 3rd birthday, in a tragic accident. r.i.p shane. farewell my friend (05/22/2018) in memory of shane.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 154
She could see grief clashing against grief, leaving nothing but blood in its wake. this wasn't some glorious cavalry charge come to save the day, and those people weren't warriors. they were housewives. grandparents.
Sentient (working title)
It would be later that i would learn the expression of grief, sorrow or sadness. father brown stopped little laura from throwing his or my bouquet away. i was unwelcomed. i performed as i was instructed. father brown asked me to leave and i did.