The Shock / Poem

The first shock -it was mighty and insurpassable, memorable, inescapable - resounding. It actually really happened - she is gone!

Then follows after shock- a reprieve or echo of everything that came before, lumbering and collapsing ontop of me, knocking me sideways, forever.

Then as moments merge into minutes, stumble into hours and slip into days there is ongoing shock, which leaves me perpetually dazed, breathless and aghast.

Oh - Indiferent shock, as family and friends dont quite seem to understand tho they really do care, some seem to turn a deaf ear/blind eye/closed heart -

Persistant leading to cummulative shock, as the situation does not get any better, it worsens.....

Indivisible shock, by now everything starts to become a trigger to memories leading to feelings which are now frozen like frost giants in the grief.

Profound shock - as we try to summarise the experience for outsiders.

And then theres existential shock - with this life now devoid of meaning,
how can I possibly continue - yet I must.

© TitusL