a [villanelle] against prolonged grief

To kill persistent tears, [It all turned out all right but there was so much pain along the way|befriend sunlight].
Its tendrils strangle [I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.|every shade of grey].
Allow [the impossible pain of our history|the pain] to wither like a blight.

Do not attend to [Pain has an Element of Blank|those who deem grief trite].
Grief left unpurged will waste [the soul gets growing pains, too|the soul away].
To kill [the leaver and the left|persistent tears], befriend sunlight.

The fearful ones among us [After Great Pain a Formal Feeling Comes|lose the fight]
By [The pain of an amputated emotion|shielding grief] from healing light of day.
Allow the pain [success is counted sweetest|to wither] like a blight.

The sun's [astringent] blessing dries [replaceable parts|the site]
Where grief, [I wish I had the words that could take pain away|that cancer], silently holds sway -
To kill [When all you want is help, and all you receive is pain|persistent tears], befriend sunlight.

[Led by the power of grief to wailings brought|Deluded dreamers] swathe their hurt in night
Not knowing darkness stalls [Grief, killing grief, have not my torments been|the grief's] decay.
Allow [whenever I touch your slow-turning pain|the pain] to wither like a blight.

And though [the scarring of emotional pain|the grief] has coiled itself [Dearest, I feel certain|noose-tight] -
And though [Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.|the tears seem permanent] today -
Allow the pain [wash the grief away|to wither] like a blight.
To kill [the mystery of pain|persistent tears], befriend sunlight.

To kill persistent tears, befriend sunlight. (idea)