Grief is a Monster

Grief is a monster

That comes each and every night

With crooked horns and teeth so sharp

He comes to fill you full of fright

And keep your rest at bay

A monster looming

A shadow in the dark

So awake you stay

Until the break of day

Forget sleeping in

It’s time you’re on your way

You have to start your day

This monster always follows

Relentless with pursuit

So you turn and stand to face him

It’s time to hold your ground

You shout for him to leave right now

But he never hears a sound

Because grief is the monster that steals your nights and days

Grief is the monster who never goes away

Photograph by: Laura Wyatt Douglass

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