The Grief Inside

Grief you terrible lover
You know every tender moment
You know every missed opportunity
Grief your love caress is empty

Could I, Would I rid myself from thee?
You are a howl that pulls my sole
You take me to that once ideal place
No, without a reflection, was I ever there?

In my Oath are you the worst?
You cheat me of tenderness being shown
You deny me the uplifting joy I should feel
If death does part in what death will we part?

I think I’ve known the path from here
Other sirens are calling
New tenderness, opportunities or not
Grief can we be a friend?