The Grief Shadow

[bleedingangel84]

Grief is a peculiar thing,
akin to a shadow--waiting.

Uncovered by light,
its darkness lingers,
clinging to this physical form
with unceasing, restless hands.

Light is at once--
a bringer of shadow
and yet-
an agent of its demise.

So, too, is the process
of grieving- playing over life
as light would-dancing with the
shadows of half-forgotten memories.

Tears are the water
that washes the slate clean,
leaving an empty void inside
That throbs with the absence
of those who were once loved.