they say that grief comes in waves
they were right
i’m drowning in the waves crashing over my body
the first wave was denial
this wave crashed over my body and made me numb
so numb my heart felt cold
the second wave was anger
this wave crashed over my body and made my body tense
so tense that i was internally screaming
the third wave was depression
this wave hit me hard
so hard that it felt as if my body was shutting down
the fourth wave was bargaining
this wave made chills run down my spine
holding onto every last memory I could
holding on so tight that my hands turned purple
the last wave is acceptance
this wave has yet to come
i’m waiting very eagerly for this last wave to hit my body
the last wave after drowning for the last 730 days
