#this poem is for everyone who has ever been trapped in bed and couldnt get themselves up for the day

[wordsarefakeokay]

How do you say what can't be spoken

How do you describe the indescribable

What words are there when quiet prevails

How do we return what has been broken

Some moments are louder in silence

Moments where speechlessness abounds

It's like a car crash you can't look away from

The screeching of metal you cannot hear behind your own mirror glass

But it's a living memory you know will never leave

You're carrying something profound, this will forever roam

A looming memory that could never be defined by words in any dictionary

It's a heavyweight no combination of any language could describe

So I'll wait with you in the silence

Watch the wreck with you until everyone goes home

And then when you're ready to leave too

We can hold hands on our way home

#this is for the grief that roams #the grief that lingers #a grief so loud you taste it even as you clop away from the scene of the crime #this poem is about a sadness so deep depression is only one word for it #its about a feeling so rich your entire existence feels poor #this poem is for everyone who has ever been trapped in bed and couldnt get themselves up for the day #ill sit with you and spend the day by your side my friend #and when youre ready to face the world ill be right by your side #my hand in yours #its okay to feel this way #and there are some feelings some grievings some sadnesses that can only be felt #and by feeling them do we get past it #i see you i feel you i get it #you are okay #words #writing #spilled ink #poem #poetry #queer writers #love #poets corner #depression #sadness #grief #loneliness #major depression #can't get out of bed #mental illness #original poem