HELP ME GRIEVE

Friend, I understand you mean well, and you want what’s best for me,

And I know you watch me struggle, and you want me to be free

I know that you love and care for me, and you want to ease my pain,

But my precious child is gone now, I’ll never hold her close again…

… Let me grieve

You may think I’m stuck in “stages”; that I dwell on her too much;

That since I talk about it constantly, I’m lost and out-of-touch,

Or my anger, tears, and raging are all things I should be past;

They’re a sign that I’m not healing, You’re afraid of how it lasts…

…Let me grieve

Friend, I need you more than ever, Need your shoulder, need your ear,

Need your caring arms around me, holding me through all these tears;

I need you to stay the long-haul, to be brave enough to try,

Will you talk with me about her?  Will you not run should I cry?

Will you sit with me in silence?  Will you listen one more time?

As I tell you all about it, how it broke this heart of mine? …

… Help me grieve

I’ll work through this pain, believe me; but it’s going to take a while

I’ve got so much to let go of; her soft voice, her touch, her smile

I’m a pilgrim on this journey; I’ve not traveled here before

I’m afraid that all my sorrow sends you running for the door;

But I tell you this, my dear friend;  If you dare to share this pain

And stay with me through the darkness;  When the sun shines through again

You’ll have given me the best gift that a friend could ever give;

You’ll divide my pain and sorrow; Because of you, I’ll want to live …

… Help me grieve

Sue Diotte  February 25, 2003

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