Grief Is My Muse

                                

                                   

I couldn't put words together that felt right

Running on empty with words and ideas didn't know where to turn for either 

I listened to Sade, Lady Day, Ndegeocello to ease the pain

I even tried to swim in pools of Makers to drown the sorrows

Bourbon led me to barbells, treadmills, tennis courts, new friends and a slight feeling of relief

As time went by a few words trickled out of the pain

Progress was slowly happening but then grief struck again

Grief went viral in my life garnering the most views and likes

Looking for ways to evict grief my new roommate

A new opportunity came about I dove in deep thinking this would

start  the eviction process

Time kept moving while grief stayed still holding on to the top spot of my feelings

I took the less I thought about it the less it would bother me approach as a settlement

While traveling abroad I finally decided to meet with grief face to face

I studied grief from all relevant angles inside and out 

After our meeting I realized my new friend was of great use

Grief after all we've gone through has become my muse