MY Grief
Dear those trying to comfort,
Don't tell me you understand
Don't say you know
Don't tell me I will survive
Or for sure grow
Don't say this is just a test
That I'm truly blessed
That I am chosen for this task
Apart from the rest
Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me
Don't say my grief will pass
That I should soon be free
Don't tell me how to suffer Don't tell me how to cryBecause honestly
I shouldn't have had to say
goodbye.
- A grieving daughter,
Ali Gaarsland
This poem is about:
Me
My family