sometimesihatemycat

I am lucky
To sit alone
In sadness
With nothing
And no one
To distract me
To feel the full
Force of loss
And lonely
And to know
My gutted soul
Has space
Enough
To hold it

I am lucky
To sit alone
In sadness
With nothing
And no one
To distract me
To feel the full
Force of loss
And lonely
And to know
My gutted soul
Has space
Enough
To hold it

I am lucky
To sit alone
In sadness
With nothing
And no one
To distract me
To feel the full
Force of loss
And lonely
And to know
My gutted soul
Has space
Enough
To hold it

…

-me

Painting: Three Wishes by Shawna Erback

~ by April on November 13, 2020.

Posted in Body, Humanity, Loss, Love, Poetry
Tags: Alone, Covid, COVID-19, Emotions, Feeling, grief, Grieving, Growth, healing, heart, Holding, Isolation, Lonley, Loss, pain, Pandemic, Poetry, Process, SAD, Sadness, space