Grief

Standing close casting a shadow
I can see it with the corner of my eye
It holds me down every time I try to get up
Weighs heavily on my chest
Comes out with my every sigh
A far memory yet always close
If I fall it traps me in its small cage
and I stay unable to move
I put constant effort to push it away
It is never welcomed yet it stays
Taps on my shoulder every time I laugh or feel happy
A reminder not to forget
Feelings of guilt that I am moving on
