Words

Inspired By Loss

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There Are No Words

There are no words to express my grief.
It stings me like a hungry mosquito,
Stealing more of my precious blood.
My friend’s blood is gone.
They lost their life to this disease.

There are no words to express my frustration.
My guilt pokes with an accusatory finger.
Why do I get to live while others don’t?
I wonder if my friend’s asking right now.
I’ll ask God at my demise.

There are no words to express my anger.
It gnaws at me like a starving animal,
Biting to the bone with sharp teeth.
The treatments failed.
Their body gave up.

There are no words to express my sadness.
Like a wet wool blanket,
It covers me body and soul.
I’m having trouble breathing.
At least my lungs are trying.

There are no words to express my fear.
If it could happen to them,
It could happen to me.
God doesn’t pick and choose who to save.
Shit just happens.

There are no words to express my desire.
I have so many things left to do.
People, places and things to love and explore.
I bet my friend did too.
But their desires died with them.

Can I find words to express future dreams?
Or would they be hollow?
Being realistic is necessary.
This disease can rear its ugly head again.
Like a violent dragon bent on destruction.

There is a word to describe what I hope for.
Peace.
For everyone.
Everywhere.
No matter what the cancer in their life looks like.

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