breaking the silence
Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place. ~ Sarah Dessen
and so we sit & wait
for the child to come back home
nobody saying a word
the clock on the wall breaking
the silence
one minute at a time
but the child will never arrive
and somehow life goes on
but in a differently
distorted kind of way
thereafter the silence
is broken by this softly sounding
weeping of sorts
the kind that eventually
wakes you up at night
keeping you from ever
falling back to sleep
october two thousand twenty-four
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