I just hope to god I can fall into a sleep where I can stay.

that's how you stay alive.
when it hurts so much you can't breathe
that's how you survive.
by remembering that one day
somehow
possibly
you won't feel this way
it won't hurt this much...

grief comes in its own time
for everyone
in its own way

the best we can do
the best anyone can do
is try from honesty...

the really shitty thing
the very worst part of grief
is that you can't control it.

so the best we can do
is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
and let it go when we can.
the very worst part is
the minute you think you're past it
it starts all over again.

and always
every time
it takes your breath away.

grief looks different on all of us
but it's always the same.

denial. anger. bargaining. depression. acceptance.



you can have it all. my empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
full of broken bones I cannot repair.
beneath the stains of time. the feelings disappear. you are someone else. I am still right here.

what have I become, my sweetest friend?
everyone I know goes away in the end.

and you can have it all. my empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt.