Grief is that invisible hand, Choking me, into silence. I smile and laugh, outloud. But, listen to that empty note Of jubilation; Glean the wailing pleas, Trapped, in my eyes. Notice the stance, I make, In the shadows. Feel the quivering touch, I strive, to hide. In truth, I merely yearn For compassion; Yet, it's easier, to feign Indemnity and jouissance; For, no one shall empathize. "Grief And Empathy" (c) Pinterest Photo. #grief #empathy #diwa #yqbaba
