“Where were you?” I want to scream,
Through clenched teeth, against a distant dream.
You laugh, you live, you carry no chains,
Unseen, you are free from these bruising pains.
She whispered to me, only me, at her end,
Left me with words I can’t defend.
You weren’t there to feel her fading breath,
To witness the slow, soft steps toward death.
I carry the weight, the sorrow, the blame,
While you dance through life, without the shame.
Her voice lingers, soft as a wraith,
Leaving me torn between love and hate.
She asked for silence, a shroud unseen,
To bear her loss alone, as if in a dream.
I hold this burden close to my chest,
While you, untouched, move on at your best.
Do you feel her absence, hear her sigh?
Does her memory haunt you or pass you by?
A part of me resents the ease you feel,
While I stumble alone through a world so unreal.
I am her keeper, her secret grave,
Bound to the love that made me brave.
Yet, bitterness grows where peace should be,
An ache that burns yet sets me free.
This is a continuation of Silent Grief. Aimed at my siblings. This piece is very personal to me.
