Grief Silenced
Grief’s silent pain
lives in those words we didn’t say —
the promise unspoken,
the apology withheld,
the truth whispered, in memory.
And sometimes,
silence is the loudest ache we carry.
Excerpt from: Grief. Road Alone. Shared Paths
There are times I wonder if I said enough, did enough, or cared enough. These questions return quietly, not asking for answers from others — but from somewhere within me.
At times, I find myself writing them down. Other times, I carry them in me throughout the day, as they settle and take shape. And in those quiet moments, I find myself speaking — not aloud, but within myself — to the ones who are no longer here.
I say to them what was not said, and what was left undone.
These moments do not answer everything. But they soften grief’s silence.
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