Sometimes grief feels like the world is ending.
Sometimes it feels like the world has already ended.
On the hard days, I wonder if I am even alive.
Or am I already gone too, but my mind has not caught up?
On the easy days, I think I can survive.
But it’s the in-between that truly hurts the most,
Because on these days, when I can’t cry and I can’t smile,
I don’t know how I’ll ever survive the loss.
Until Next Time,
Cathy Marie Bown
Cathy Marie Bown 