You never see it
It never speaks
It knows no religion
It confirms no presence
Yet it has such a grip on the soul
Captured grief

It gives no damn
It gives no room to breath
It gives no space to swallow
It gives no warmth
Yet it has such a hold on the heart
Captured grief

It takes no break
It takes no silence
It takes no explanations
It takes no confirmations
Yet it has such a hold on the mind
Captured grief

You can never learn it
You can never throw it
You can never handle it
You van never win it over
Yet it has such pain on the body
Captured grief