A dear person is lost.
Nothing is as it used to be.
Grief shows a different face every day and you are afraid that it will always stay that way.
Friends, relatives and acquaintances withdraw, do not know how to deal with the grief.
On the contrary, well-intentioned advice says otherwise:
Don't let yourself go like this
time heals all wounds
Go out and distract yourself
God wanted it that way
That is destiny
It is time to live
but if we pretend it just goes on
suppress our feelings
fight against grief
the way becomes long and arduous
I would like to accompany them here so that they dare to mourn.
Nothing is as it used to be.
Grief shows a different face every day and you are afraid that it will always stay that way.
Friends, relatives and acquaintances withdraw, do not know how to deal with the grief.
On the contrary, well-intentioned advice says otherwise:
Don't let yourself go like this
time heals all wounds
Go out and distract yourself
God wanted it that way
That is destiny
It is time to live
but if we pretend it just goes on
suppress our feelings
fight against grief
the way becomes long and arduous
I would like to accompany them here so that they dare to mourn.
