Written by:

Zerayn D.

Before your grief began to show,
you opened wide a world I’d know,
a lush realm bathed in golden hue,
where dawn broke soft with morning dew.

In my room, the light would climb,
through rainforest canopies, lush and prime;
each sunrise painted skies with grace,
a prism gleaming in its embrace.

Like diamonds scattered, bright and clear,
they danced where you would reappear,
in hallways bright, you’d wave and smile,
A living dawn, warm all the while.

Your joy would sing, “I’m glad you’re near,
you’re safe with me, I hear, and I am here.”
and I believed, until I found
Sharp edges in that hallowed ground.

You never saw them, didn’t know
the pain those hidden corners throw.
I bled in silence, raw, undone,
a world I’d never walked upon.

You said you’re sorry once, then twice,
then thrice, with sorrow in your eyes.
But as the sun began to fade,
your smile dimmed, your fears displayed.

I shut down, quiet, numb, and small,
retreating inward, breaking all.
In silence, I began to mend,
to breathe, to rest, to love again.

I wiped my tears, I shook the ache,
and found the strength I thought to break.
Then stepped ahead with courage true,
Bore peace to you, to start anew.

The morning rose, the music played,
a tango born from grief and grace.
And there we stood, no words, no plea,
Just two souls dancing, finally free.