Bill Cushing

GRIEF RELEASED

 

The more I live, the greater the grief;

the best I can do is treasure the grief.

 

I began life with promise, but found

that life can only guarantee grief.

 

Improvising the normal along with

remorse allows me to see grief.

 

If not relief, let me regain the mundane;

I only ask that you leave me, grief.

 

Moving on is a slow pained process,

the only avenue to flee grief.

 

The more resilient I can become,

the better I can set free grief.

 

The best way to pay the bill is to dive

into the human element, and leave me grief.