Healing Tears

Sometimes life, our own or someone we love

Is measured and remembered by the good and the bad

And clung to in desperation during a time of loss

We know that as we weep and try to make sense

Try to reason how and why

Try to find something, anything to restore things back to normal

There will be no answers offered

None of logic

Nor spiritual

That will bring any kind of comfort or

Bring things to where they once were

From overwhelming hurt

That tears cannot erase

To inflamed anger

How? Why?

Trying to claim guilt

If only, I should have, why didn’t I?

Then back to feeling numb and empty

The hurt will never leave you but the intensity will