A cycle of emotions that I don’t comprehend,
One feeling has passed and another descends,
From anger to sadness to fear and frustration,
To loneliness and madness, grief and devastation,
You lose a friend, a lover, a child, a relation,
The feelings of mourning create horrid sensations,
I’m chilled to the bone by my feelings of hurt,
I kneel and pray with my hands buried in dirt,
I try to drag you from the ground back to my side,
The soil is sludge from every blue tear I’ve cried,
As I cope with missing you someone else will depart,
I hope I’m prepared in my heart; prepared for the cycle to start.