Valediction: Forbidden Mourning
In the realm of silenced grief,
Where sorrow dares not speak,
Forbidden mourning finds release,
A secret refuge, hidden and weak.
Like a teardrop, swallowed deep within,
It yearns to break free, to find its voice,
But fear's icy grip locks it in,
Denying solace, withholding choice.
A heart that aches in solitude,
Bearing its burden alone,
Haunted by memories, never understood,
A wound that dares not be shown.
Forbidden mourning, a cruel decree,
A silence that suffocates the soul,
Denying the pain that sets us free,
Leaving an emptiness that takes its toll.
In hidden corners, where shadows dwell,
Mourning's whispers find their way,
A stolen moment, a secret spell,
A solace that dares not see the day.
But even in the face of taboo,
The human spirit finds a way,
To break the chains that hold us true,
To heal the wounds that come to stay.
So let us defy the forbidden's might,
And grant ourselves the right to grieve,
To open our hearts to mourning's light,
And find release we cannot leave.
For in the depths of sorrow's embrace,
We find a strength we never knew,
A resilience that time cannot erase,
A healing that makes us whole again, true.
So let us break the silence, shatter the taboo,
And allow our mourning to be free,
For in its embrace, we will find anew,
The strength to heal and the courage to see.