Grief Be My Companion Poem by Steve Ricketts

They say the heart's a muscle, the strongest that we have. So may I ask a question. How was it so easy for mine to break in two? They say that scares don't fade, there always on display, let me ask another. Did they not tell me, this pain would go away?

They tell me times a healer, that my pain can not be rushed, that soon I'll start my healing and this hurt won't be as much. How could they even think, that this would be my wish, for without this pain I'm feeling, it would be like I never knew my love.

Would I really want, to be without this pain in me. As I know the pain I'm feeling, is for the love that I have lost. In grief are all my memories, each and every one of them was written in the past and every single one of them will lead me down this path. Despite the pain I'm feeling, how could I not want it to be, because if this hurt was taken, it would deny the love she gave to me.