Seven

I’ve been crying a lot lately

But only in my head

A grief unborn

Like a leaky gas main

That travels underground

Snaking its way through life

Destruction unseen

If I can’t feel it

Does it really exist?

Can I weather

The lurking tidal wave

Will the dam hold?

An escaped tear

A sigh

Then back to the bargaining table

Maybe time isn’t real

What if in another dimension

Another reality

I can’t help but ask

Did you suffer too much?

Could I have…

But only silence ensues

Ugly as that final death rattle

I am angry now

Life isn’t fair

I wasn’t ready

Fate gives you no warnings

The brutality of this battle

A legion of sorrow

Death is so final

No hypotheticals

The unanswered questions

Must rest in peace

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