The Woman lost to Marius.

 Foundation.

An elegy and meditative reflection on the disturbing emotions created by loss. 

Some suffer with in silence.

Rather than romanticizing the line — time will heal, it reflects the raw and unflinching pain.

Emphasizing the speaker’s agony while criticizing the simplistic assurances often offered.

A piece created to embody and stand as a witness to those whose inner despair persists, though they may seem fine on the outside.

The line relating that 

grief is compared starkly to organized crime, portrays how love’s departure typically feels unjust, cruel, and violent—especially when someone beloved is gone.

Have you too heard the sometimes hollow echo, of well-meaning platitudes, that ring untrue to someone still deeply grieving?

Or even told someone, without really thinking, “time will heal, you'll see?”

Title.

The Woman lost to Marius. 

(A lone voice whispers)

Some say time will heal, even though it doesn't seem real

And seeing is believing

But how can they see what you're feeling? 

When you start grieving, while the black hearse of loving is leaving?

Leaving all once treasured things behind 

Things like sweet love letters

Wedding rings

Perfume filled white sweaters

Memories and all things once kind and divine 

Which once made your soul sing

So to me, it's a cruel lie, saying time will heal what I'm feeling

While I live through each day, alone now, but inside, quietly dying 

Listening to some still say

Seeing is believing, time will bring healing 

And knowing 

How can you see what I'm still feeling? 

When I'm obviously still grieving?

After watching the black hearse of love, leaving 

And quietly going out of my mind 

Like a victim of organized crime

After your marriage to the hand, you once loved 

Has run out of earthly time

And is no longer in your realm 

Breathing 

(C) Copyright John Duffy