Wild untameable grief At times mostly hard to recognise Shrouded in doubt, denial and shame To much to have came from simply this life alone I wonder when it first drew breath That first drop of nausea in my lungs I self berate for my privileged existence, that should allow no grief this huge to exist But it is so The sensation in my belly palpable The heaviness nestled under my eye lids Shoulders tight and jaw clenched