ANATOMY OF A LOSS (4)
Tell me it isn’t true,
or at least let’s pretend for now?
It’s too big; too awful
as my life now stretches impossibly before me.
If I can’t be with her,
what am I supposed to do?
It’s too hard being left behind,
dealing with all of the rubbish.
I want things to be neat and linear;
for my thoughts to organise themselves logically
and to negotiate this path bravely,
gracefully, with dignity.
Instead, it’s an ugly, chaotic mess;
chores piling up and people dropping away
as my tears splash into the void.









Ellie only you know when you’re grieving slows and bit by bit you are able to cope for now just do your best and be nice to yourself ❤️