When grief arrives
I
take deep breaths
the pain rides my tears
All I hear is
we gotta get out
It’s been a long journey
a point that I have stressed
yet I’ve been hiding in doubt
one way to tell I’m in a deep rest
are my patterns of behavior
one minute I’m people pleasing
everybody’s savior
in the next, I digress
everybody hates her
not knowing if that’s fact
or if I’m just feeling
what I do know
I’m questioning love
because I don’t feel it
I don’t see it
I don’t read it
even in between lines
you don’t mean it
this is the Holy Spirit
…
I discern and move on
this place is not a home
no more going back
to life that you have know
look ahead towards the light
so you can see where you are going
rest chile