Companion

To tell you all that I’ve been through
all the while you saw me smile
would mean reliving this cruel pain twice.

But trauma feels so trivial,
when it comes down to a clinical narration
of a mere sequence of facts and figures, condensed into single digits
of days…weeks…years.

It’s impossible to explain exactly,
the scream of every moment,
the cry of every heartbeat.
And I pray you are lucky enough
to never need to understand

So I compartmentalise.
Let each organ do its own job
The heart hurts a lot
The eyes cry when they must
The lips smile as though independent of them both
And the brain miraculously manages to converse
For the show must go on.

What can anybody do for anybody really?
Just sit with me for a while
Talk to me about the stars
and dust and this world
About nothing and everything
Catch me up, like I still belong
Like my world didn’t just end while nobody even noticed
Pretend with me; be my numbing cream
Until I need to go cry rivers of my reality again.
Then let’s repeat if you can.

P.S : To mine. For the strength you’ve lent and the hugs you’ve given. Thank you🙏🏻❤️