Featuring Healing Verse Germantown community poetry.
A Different Kind of Sad
When most people imagine grief
Dark grey clouds tumble across the sky
Tears flow like rivers swelling oceans in the eyes
I know what ‘typical sadness’ looks like
It reeks of burnt toast on the last slices of bread
Tornadoes of chaos twister in your head
Hesitant to pray because…where do you begin?
Questioning yourself over and over again
Sometimes grief is obvious
A tangible definition of clenched teeth frowning
But what happens when grief is in disquise?
Crawling into your head – an unpleasant surprise
Sometimes grief isn’t mourning anyone else but yourself
The person you could have been if you
Followed through with those feelings you felt
I often cry internally thinking of the person
I never got to be
Letting fear get in the way and all the things
I never got to see
That is grief too
When you analyze you
You know you’re not happy
Yet you smile like you’re supposed to
The world asks: “How are you?”
You lie and say: “I’m fine.”
A true look in the mirror cures this sickness every time
It’s a different kind of sad
When it’s not you – it’s really me
Do the work to heal your mind
Then move forward
Faithfully
