A Lonely Path

A haibun

Photo by Claudia Soraya on Unsplash

Penetrating wound

Bowed low, neverending pain

Grief behind the smile

Grief, sorrow, and loss are all paths we walk alone; each is as different as the pebbles on a beach. We stumble, fall, bowed under our pain. We smile and laugh behind our mask of “I’m okay” when nothing is okay and will never be again.