The Monologue of Mr Grief

 

 

(A lone voice whispers)

Some people I know 

Like to wear their hearts on their sleeves

And smile at the world

Wherever they go 

It's so much more courageous and revolutionary 

Then I can ever conceive 

I like to keep mine under deep cover so it can recuperate and try to breathe

From all the subtle Kübler-Ross wars, I've recently endured 

As I seek a means to quell all these tragic sensations which must be cured

For I know deep down they need to run their course 

As I lay tapping my feet listening to the bustling wind as it blows yonder 

I always ponder 

The why's and the what for's

The means and themes of all that depressing pain that eventually follows home 

Each time that so delicious memories' tablet I delicately swallow

For I know

Things will never be the same and I take my hat off and bow 

To all those who suffer in silence but smile 

Wherever they go 

As they wear their hearts on their sleeves 

For to little old me

It's just a crazy concept and one I can never believe

For inside now I'm without you

I'll just wander in solitude

Living on my own and some nights when I'm sat alone

In our old home

Sipping lemonade and gin

Thinking about the last time I saw your beautiful face 

Touched your soul as we rolled around playfully

Wrapped up together in twenty-five minutes of sin

We thought would last forever

Until illness came creeping in and called you home

I'll forever just grieve

Walking around

With my heart hidden

Carefully 

Under my sleeves

Copyright John Duffy