Grieve

How fleeting life is.

As Quick as a river's touch ripples

A daisy petal falls to the wind.

And it is at this very moment when I believe

I could never see you again.

I know pain.

I know sadness and loneliness

I thought I knew

I

Thought I hated you for a time.

But now I beg for your life

From God

from doctors

from every memory I have

I plead with myself not to cry

To be strong

To live for you

How fleeting life is,

that mine felt over the moment I could

watch you struggle to survive.

How precarious I was to have emotions so

negative

How revolting I am for not loving you at

every moment

I feel so... foolish.

and yet what am I to do?

So I grieve.

You live and I still,

grieve.

The part of me who experienced you greives

for a life that is yet to come

where I am without you

what do I do?

Who do I go to?

Who can I call dad?

Why must these difficulties rattle me so?

I greive. and I grieve some more

and let the tears cloud my eyes

in bittersweet joy.

You survived and yet

I still grieve.