Hello everyone,

This year, I am doing my poem a day a little differently. I am writing a new poem every day, and these blog posts will go more in-depth on the process.

The word from the random word generator was BOND

Here is the poem:

I've bonded to my grief.
made friends with it, cry with it, laugh with it.
I hope the relationship evolves as time goes on.
I often wonder if there is interest to pay on trauma and memories,
as there are some I keep wishing I could somehow unlock 
but there's something blocking them.
I'm glad I have the voicemails and pictures so I don't forget. 
That is my biggest fear. Forgetting parts of you. 
When you don't see something often it's easily blurred
like a car windshield on a rainy highway
and no matter how quick the wipers go, the image stays blurred. 
I don't want you to blur and I wish my eyes would stop welling so the image of you doesn't have the chance to. 

This poem was a hard one. I’m proud of it, but grief is a rollercoaster that can be hard to handle. This poem goes over a lot of the things I fear with my grief and how I hope to move forward through it.

Read more of my poems here: My Poetry