I wrapped grief under my sleeves
Like it was paper I could just keep
Like a memory I couldn’t even manage to forget
Because it held my identity better than I know myself

I pressed it in between my palms
Like a courage to keep myself moving
Through this rainy nights it soaked my sheets
Like a memoir I took my time with each revisit
Savouring its pain because it made me feel like I deserve it

© MkWaters