Grief, Sherry Russo

Grief
by Sherry Russo


Grief is the feeling
that consumed me
Paralyzed my being
My heart, my mind

Grief is the pain I feel
So raw
So excruciating
So real

Grief is what changed me
Yanked me out of life's comfort
Tore me into pieces
Molding me with time

Grief is accepting the reality of my loss
Missing my child that will never be
Living with the fragments of my broken dreams

Grief is a process that unfolds
A long, lonely journey
Of highs and lows
Ebbs and flows
To self discovery
To life
To healing

05.18.10

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about this piece.
I wrote this piece as a response to Still Life 365's creative prompt last year but never submitted it. I realized after I wrote the poem that I was only supposed to submit a line or two and not the whole thing. The site's creative prompt was a source of great inspiration to me. - Sherry

about the poet.
Sherry describes herself, "I have been married for 10 years to a wonderful husband, a mother of three, one in heaven. Our world was forever changed when our twin babies were born at 28 1/2 weeks due to an incompetent cervix. Our twin baby boy Brandon died shortly after birth from complications of a collapsed lung, and Sophia stayed in the NICU for 48 days. I mostly write about Brandon and my journey in this world without him. It's the only thing I have that's devoted to him. It helps me heal, while keeping his memory alive." Sherry blogs at Remembering Brandon.