'cancer' 'family' pain grief loosing someone
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When I close my eyes
I can see your face
Your pain harden soft wrinkles
That once caressed you gently
Heavy weight
Love can be spun like a web. It is made of a silky thread that shines golden light inside you.
Love can be touched as if solid yet feels soft and vulnerable.
Each night that I grieve you
Concludes in a plead
For a time machine
I’d skip the nightmares
Before the tearful doctors and long needles
Loneliness Lip's Gave a Silent Scream,
Enveloping the unwary with its silken snare,
Opaque crystals glisten with lifeless rays,
both white and gray,
Encompassing the lonely with its uncompassionate graze,
what's worse?
Having to set up for a Christmas party or hosting a party your parents were supposed to throw?
what's worse?
seeing your mother sobbing hysterically or keeping yourself from doing so?
What's worse?
what's worse?
Having to set up for a Christmas party or hosting a party your parents were supposed to throw?
what's worse?
seeing your mother sobbing hysterically or keeping yourself from doing so?
What's worse?
She grew weak
She grew scared
Afraid of what might happen
Will her mom wake up
Live to see another day
What will she leave behind
A lost husband
A broken daughter
Both full of grief
