Sian Eleri Writes

Grief cuts deeper than any other wound has before,

and I’ve had my fair share of cuts and bruises.

There’s no escaping it; there’s no bandage to secure it.

It can’t be cauterised, the bleeding won’t subside,

taking hold of any hope for some peace

and blowing those wishes away.

Heartbreak over and over again.

You leave me over and over again.