Wednesday, 9 November 2016


I am lost in my own world
I am frightened
The thoughts keep racing in my mind; lap after lap
I am sad
Gone is the world we had; life is different now

God, is this what grief looks like?
There is no turning back; only acceptance in our future
Lost are our expectations; the picture of perfection we had

I turn inwards in my pain
I am mad
This was not the way it was supposed to be; we tried
Now we cry

God, is this what mourning looks like?
Trying to stay faithful, trusting in His plan
I pray for miracles, of a life we used to have

I am loved
But love cannot take away what has already been done
Love won’t fix it; the scars are deep  

God, is this it?