GRIEF IS AN OCEAN
Grief Is An Ocean
Grief is an ocean.
The pain are the waves.
You’re surrounded by water.
Trapped in it for days.
It comes and it goes.
It can last your whole life.
Millions of ripples.
That slice like a knife.
It pulls you down in silence.
Just when you catch your breath.
A current made of memories.
A tide that speaks of death.
But floating in the sorrow,
Are fragments of the past.
The laughter and the love,
That somehow seem to last.
The shoreline feels so distant,
But it’s always drawing near.
Each tear you cry a compass,
To the ones you hold most dear.
And though the storm may linger,
And salt still stains your skin,
You’re learning how to navigate,
The aching world within.
So let the waters rise and fall.
You’ve learned to ride their flow.
Grief may never leave you,
But you choose the way you grow.
For in your chest, a lighthouse,
Still bravely dares to burn.
A beacon lit by love,
For those who won’t return.
You might walk with absence,
But you don’t walk alone… you’re whole.
You carry all their light with you,
Inside your heart and in your soul.
Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 7.18.2025
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