Tag: grief

A night – a day…

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And in my life there have been many doors
—– so very many doors

Each of those through which I have passed
—– has so utterly changed me.

Here I sit, some say a wiser man, yet sadder
—– accursed life has felt the venom of an adder
Tis just enough to hurt, yet not to kill
—– and days proceed as if I’m in a drill.

And when the moonlight fades and dawns now beckons
My dream-like state withdraws and you will leave
So many, many ways this wretched human waste
Will search his mind for other ways to grieve.

©Joe Wilson – A night – a day…2016

His pride…

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For despite all that we feel
Even in our blackest of moments
We are not alone…and yet
It is always that most difficult of things
To say – help me, help me please.

And were a man to even note
How hurt he really felt
He’d wrap himself within himself
And cry right where he knelt.

For man is such a foolish thing
His pride forever in his wake
As sees he help as weakness
And only given for pity’s sake.

Such tender words are offered
But cold his foolish soul
Instead of reaching to that touch
He resolutely keeps control.

Until the wreck falls down in tears
And weeps his life of pain
Yet someone always helps him up
As once more she is there again.

And finally he’ll realise
Indeed, we’re not alone
His grief is shared by many souls
it’s not just his to own.

©Joe Wilson – His pride…2016

Grief and sadness…

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Grief
sadness
cling
like cobwebs
in the darkest corner
mocking the tears
that having flowed
now dry in the air
and leave
that sticky dryness
on your cheek.
And a heart that pounds
Too fast, too fast.
Till slowly
the Jack
or Jim
or Elias
lulls you to a sleep
where once again
you face the nightmares
where together
you fight
that terrible beast
that tries to do you in.
And by her side
you win.
But yet
when dawn inevitably breaks
you once again
find yourself
empty
and
alone…

©Joe Wilson – Grief and sadness—2016

Grief or grand self-indulgence…

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Grief destroys as swift as disease
A grand self-indulgence anyway??
Yet even, even, for all of that
It won’t help you through the day.

For what is grief, but how you feel
And the way it adheres to you
As you wrap yourself in pain-filled hurt
When from your eyes all happiness flew.

Where nevermore a lightness moves
And heavy hearts prepare
Though yet in hope of miracles
One is ready for despair.

Never once before in your long, long life
Did you pray as you do now
And the fact that you’ve had little faith
No longer matters somehow.

©Joe Wilson – Grief or grand self-indulgence…2016