Grief and mind walk hand in hand,
Two heavy shadows on the land.
They whisper doubts, they cloud the skies,
They hide the light behind our eyes.
We wonder if we talk too much,
If friends grow weary of our touch.
Repeating pain they’ve heard before,
Afraid they’ll turn and close the door.
But healing isn’t neat or fast,
It circles back, it holds, it lasts.
And silence makes the weight severe—
So talk about it if it keeps you here.
No burden are you, not a chore,
Your voice is worth the space once more.
For sharing sorrow lightens pain,
And helps the broken breathe again.
So let the story leave your chest,
You’re not too much, you’re not a guest.
Your grief is proof of love so clear—
And we’ll hold you close, to keep you here.
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 1:11 AM UTC
Grief and mind walk hand in hand,
Two heavy shadows on the land.
They whisper doubts, they cloud the skies,
They hide the light behind our eyes.
We wonder if we talk too much,
If friends grow weary of our touch.
Repeating pain they’ve heard before,
Afraid they’ll turn and close the door.
But healing isn’t neat or fast,
It circles back, it holds, it lasts.
And silence makes the weight severe—
So talk about it if it keeps you here.
No burden are you, not a chore,
Your voice is worth the space once more.
For sharing sorrow lightens pain,
And helps the broken breathe again.
So let the story leave your chest,
You’re not too much, you’re not a guest.
Your grief is proof of love so clear—
And we’ll hold you close, to keep you here.
Please. Please talk about it if it keeps you here 🙏
