Grieving

 

I broke forth from the sea of sleep,
Breaching the surface of the deep –
Breathless; confused; scared, by visions so real –
I shiver, letting out a scream so shrill!

I forget how I slept and when –
The usual short trip to bed, and then
The sleepy struggle with the bed sheets;
Finally, cuddling beneath cold sheets.

I forget. I try. Yet floods of mem’ry
Break my head – stabbing grief, misery
And disbelief – bringing on denial;
My faculties spin round like a dial!

It’s real like the dream last night
True; heartrending to admit.
Over time and casual recounting, healing;
Not forgotten (like injured skin, peeling).

Yes, it’s over now and past.
Let this be, of such, the last
(A reality most bitter to perceive) –
Joy and blessings let’s all receive!

 

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