Grief Poetry is my personal journey through grief and grieving the loss of my baby boy Azariah Nathan. He was born stillbirth on 5th January 2017 when I was 8 months pregnant.
Writing is the only thing that has kept me from giving in to insanity, hopelessness and total depression. I have my weak moments where I question why him and not me. It’s a slow and painful journey that any one who has ever experienced a miscarrage, still birth, infant death or child loss goes through. The pain is immeasurable and sometimes swallows you whole.
I write poetry about feeling the pain of grief, how to let go, healing through grief. I lost my baby and it has been the most painful process I am still going through. So I needed an outlet to let all these emotions out that people would not understand. Grief is personal so it does not matter how you go through it as long as in the end you find the healing that you need. To be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel is what we all want when grieving. This is my personal space to rant, yell, cry, laugh, blame, scream, curse… then eventually heal …through words. It does not matter whether you have been grieving for a second, an hour, a day, a month, a year, ten years, grief is juist grief. It does not matter whether you have lost a child, a sibling, a parent, a spouse, a friend, a relative or even a pet, grief is painful to deal with. No words are ever enough. So journey with me as I try to find meaning and healing in Grief. Do not be afraid of sharing your experiences with me, let us be there for each other, for there is strength in supporting each other. You are allowed to grieve. Grieve and heal with me. I’ m Brenda. A baby loss Survivor… read his story