My Hooded Friend Named Grief

After my Grandma passed away in April of 2022, I experienced grief on a whole new level. This poem was inspired and driven my the wise words of my counsellor who told me "to give [my]self permission to surrender" to the grief. There was so much pain that I leaned into, but I'm actually so grateful that I did.Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/lucatronasaurus_rex/Twitch : https://www.twitch.tv/lucatronasaurusrexMusic and vocal lessons : https://www.sonamusic.ca/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.