Grief….. an unwanted time traveller

Sometimes the road ahead feels long, dark, cold and lonely.

Sometimes life feels like there is no purpose, no joy and far too much pain.

Sometimes, I wish the world could stop, silence all the noise, let time rest still—
give me space to catch my breath, to sit, as if my spirit could find peace at will.

Do you ever sit on a train and feel like time travelled so fast, but you didn’t move? That my friend, is how every day feels for me.

It feels like that train never slows, with people coming and going, yet you’re still here,
stuck in your seat, longing to join the flow, hearing laughter and chatter, the joy all around,
but no matter how hard you try, you can’t break free.

Trapped inside a body that just keeps on moving, breathing, talking, eating, exercising, a body that needs to rest in the evening, but the mind doesn’t stop, the noises never seem quiet.

Grief is like a traveller from another world, a shadowed companion you never knew.
Time warps around it, and memories fade, each day hoping the past will feel new.

On the sofa, lost in the glow of your phone, longing for a call to lift you from the weight.
Yet when it rings, it’s never the sweet sound, for the voice you seek is lost, never to be found.

When your back door opens or you hear footsteps in your house, and for a heartbeats blink, you think “there he is” but reality returns, and shadows fall. The dream I’m caught in isn’t a dream; the waking stings and the silence is loud.

It’s time to rise, to breathe, to live, to find my way beyond the clouds.

Please help me God for I must be found.

A grieving Mum