Sadness clusters my chest
The phone woke me up this year
And now I’m mourning, this thought,
Your loss, even though you’re here

If atoms are what you’re made of
How’d you slip right through my hands
I dreamt of you last night
Sinking into death, falling into quick sand

You’re skins not wrinkled
You’re so young, so why are my eyes red
It’s just a touch of cancer
That they found inside your head

I’ve done enough of research
I know how cancer cells grow
But this isn’t how I pictured
One of us would go

They told me they would slice it up
Cut it out of you
This poison that’s taking over
And turning your lips blue

I told them not to wait one minute
Every second counts
I left for lunch that afternoon
Before it was announced

Last night I dreamt that
I was holding tight your hand
But your grave sights full of dirt
They filled your lungs with quicksand

Chemo shrunk the tumor
But killed the you inside your brain
The left side of my bed is empty
It’s just the mattress, and the frame