Grief

Grief: 

Keen mental suffering or distress over affliction or loss; sharp sorrow; painful regret. 

Hello Grief.

I thought I knew you, I thought we had met many times before. I now know that they were just shadows left in your wake. Oh graceless crestfallen Grief; I offer myself as a sacrifice as your consumption acts like quicksand and my sweet resignation offers my limp lifeless body to be swallowed in deliverance.  

Dear graceless Grief,

You are the most sorrowful of sorrows, I have forgotten how to breath in your wraith. My heart is crying out of my chest and ripping through my skin as it breaks my breastbone. It is dying from the agony of the loss of something that I never had. My body aches for a life that was never meant for me and you Grief have come to ingurgitate what little is left.

I confess to you Grief, I want to rip my skin from my bones, crawl out of my body and float into the abyss where I belong.

I confess to you Grief, I am the most bereaved and heinous of people.

I confess to you Grief, I knew nothing of life and love and loss, until I met you.

You are my knight, not in shinning armour, but rather in tar and feathers.

My resignation is my gift.

I am yours to devour.