private grief

hard to explain

so I don't speak

I grieve in private

I take deep breaths

hold it in

let it out

late at night

alone

patience

seams are splitting
faster than I can mend
no time for sorrow today
no time

perhaps I stepped forward
onto thin air

perhaps I am not strong
simply weathered
touched by grief

perhaps I am just a girl
enslaved

wanting old habits
wanting to run away

perhaps we are all running
if we could only just hold on
hold until storms pass

patience in pain