Grief

 

Grief is everywhere, it is in everything I touch, think and see. 

It's right there as soon as I open my eyes in the morning. 

Grief is in the sun, clouds, rain it's in the air. I can't hide from it, it sits with me for hours when I can't move. 

It's a bubble with each breathe I take it gets tighter around me, it doesn't seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. 

It's right there as I close my eyes at night. 

Grief is everywhere