I'm Sorry For Your Grieving Process

“I’m sorry for your loss” Yeah, so am I Thanks for reminding me Constantly that someone I love is gone I appreciate the gesture I really do But do you know what I lost Or is saying sorry “the right thing to do” I know I’m not the first And definitely not the last To lose someone so dear, so great People die every day But does that make it easier? No, it makes life harder to swallow Can you not see I want to be alone? Or gone Or somewhere else Where life isn’t so harsh Where reality doesn’t smack you in face Constantly reminding you of your place “You’ll be doing the same for us” That’s a great thought Thank you, I really wanted to know that this heartbreak Doesn’t just stop But the sad part is, before all this, I still wasn’t happy Because I was so worried about to live After those who I hold dear were gone “Love and Losses” “Last Chances” All horribly timed irony I miss you Grandpa And I’m grateful for the murderous kindness shown to me But those condolences are like A bandage pulled off too early And that kindness Is causing crazy chaos in my mind And is killing this so called “Grieving Process” So thank you once again But if you really want to be a good friend You won’t say “I’m sorry for your loss” But instead “Hey, bro, what kind of man was your gramps?” Or even “Hey, do you need a friend?” And finally understand It’s not a one week thing And this sadness may last a little longer than You Or I May think