Grief

 

I wanted to put my heart on the stage, I dropped it while climbing the ladder 

Could have been worse, could have been better, I would have preferred the latter

My steps were all silent, but you heard them all, now I'm back to being a shadow

I got what I asked for, this time - clarity, now I'm running alone in the meadow.

Echoes of souls walk around me, being so loud in my head

Walking on glass not only breaks it, with no start there can't be an end.

Make sure they stay clueless while still expressing some of the things that you feel

Painted my hell as Heaven, just one last time, for the things that could have been.

Phantom pain in my chest while I'm wearing your words on a Monday that feels like the end

My therapist said I will write out of joy, one day when I'll forget that we met.

Wearing my pain through these silent steps forward, as behind there's nothing to leave

Some things never happen, but they are still worth it to pay for with a dose of grief.