The Passage
A haunting reflection on grief, sudden loss and the memories that keep us afloat when someone important disappears. This emotional poem explores absence, unanswered questions and the struggle to find purpose after heartbreak.
Tungsten tear drops,
from your puffy eyes,
did that just happen?
(In private, I cry.)
I cannot believe it,
why?
Yesterday we were,
now –
Robbed of sleep,
we don’t feel
the hunger pangs.
Who am I,
our purpose without you?
It’s like a prank,
I give up.
I cannot change,
change what?
Oh gosh!
A gush of doting memories,
clawing us afloat.
LenaJurikowa.de
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