Loss

Each event has a different meaning to each person

And no loss is the same

No one can tell how long it will take to stop grieving

To stop wishing to turn back the clock

To stop the guilt that runs through your veins

No one can help you

And no one can reach you

Until you let go of the past,

Let go of the nightmares that haunt you

And let go of the ones who have left you.