There stands a mental tendency To match a certain emotion With a particular person And call it ordinary.
At some point in time, That person’s usual emotion With take a detour, Blinding the eye with unrecognition.
Somehow and in some way, Someone will be bothered By the sudden shift Of what seemed to be emotional normalcy before.
If it’s too good to be true, Then guilt will press the one affected With the motivation to bring back What was before.
When it seems that the world Returns to its original axis of position And that person acts like themselves again, We rejoice that what was seen as a dream Was fleeting, Because as long as pain tampers bone, We’re still on our way.
Please note that this poem, of course, like most poems, has a flexible interpretation: this could describe something as simple as someone acting unusually peppy one day or a case that has more of a medical density. Either way, just wanted to point that out because this isn't limited to grave matters.