There are so many different types of pain in the world, and we only learn more about them as we grow older. Some have to learn certain lessons faster than others. One of the hardest things about being in pain is finding someone to relate to and open up to. That someone could be a person, a book, a song, a stranger in the subway.
When we read about others going through what we are, it is comforting. Not to know that another individual had to suffer, but to have the company of another, knowing it will get better. When we finally find someone who actually endured what we did, it is the most liberating feeling one could possibly experience. Unfortunately it could take years for some of us to find that person.
These poems are about one type of pain that I went through; not necessarily about recovering from it, but the emotions and confusion I went through to get to the point that I could look for help. Even if someone else is worse off, or better off, than you, we can't do it alone.
Megan Grossi, born and raised in Eastern Massachusetts, is a young, amateur poet. She is currently working towards her Bachelor's degree in English Literature. This is her first book.