I can't believe that you have gone.
This isn't real, it’s a ruse, it's a trick,
your absence lingers like dawn's mist,
but with the sunrise it will surely lift.
My phone will ring, the door is unlocked,
and I’ll keep your dinner warm
as I wait for you to come home.
Why the hell did you have to die?!
My fists press hard against the wall,
and I clench my teeth until my jaw hurts,
as tears roll down cheeks flushed with anger.
I curse God, time, space, fate,
and everything that took you away.
I was never much of a haggler,
but, I’ll trade all of my tomorrows for yesterday,
and I’ll find a way to save you
and cherish every moment with you.
Please, rewind the clock, I pray;
Even if it is just for one more day.
Gloominess penetrates my worn-out bones,
as lead weights burden my heavy steps.
My breath feels too heavy to carry,
and these memories are too painful to hold.
I sink, I drown, I gasp for air,
and I fade into the depths of despair.
But, after a while, life is not so hard,
I watch the sunrise, as a new dawn begins,
and your memory no longer hurts to recall,
instead, it warms my heart like a gentle hug.
I smile because you lived and you were loved;
And somehow, I can accept that this is
more than enough.
Please, now go and rest in peace.
©️Lizzie Bevis
The five basic stages of Grief - denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance
