Read Poetry: Grief is the price we pay for love, by Abi May

I screamed today.

A silent scream.

Nobody saw.

Nobody heard.

I clenched my fists

And breathed in deep

A silent scream

Nobody saw.

Nobody heard.

There were no words.

None to speak

None to say.

I closed my eyes

Shut them tight

My face was creased

And stretched

Muscles tense

But soundless

My silent scream

Came from the heart

From a place so deep

There are no words

I didn’t cry

I just bore down

I screamed alone

Without a sound

There is no why

Nor where and how

For what, it can’t be said

But for whom.

I screamed today.

A silent scream.

For her, that dearest one

The one who now is dead.

Theme: Death and bereavement.

From Abi May – http://www.avalleyjournal.co.uk

A poem I wrote in one of the moments of deep grief. Both of my children (Pax and Catherine) have passed away before me. A mother’s worst agony is to bury her childre