tick tock

all-consuming grief. It doesn't take much of anything at all and the tears are streaming down. How to explain to innocent little souls that I am not as broken as I seem, that one day this will merely be a memory? I find myself engulfed in a fog and I can't seem to make my way to a clearing... nothing makes sense, nothing equals up. I'm just lost, wandering. I try to tell myself that they are resilient - that this won't phase them in the grand scheme.. I'm not very good at convincing myself. I'm not very good at convincing anyone, it seems. Delusional, unstable, ready-made disaster. all-consuming grief.