Agony,
Is having to be the one
To tell your father he's dying.
And nothing can be done.
There's nothing you can do.

Anguish,
Is being the one to explain
What glioblastoma means,
To be the bearer of his tears.
The messenger to his grief.

Defeat,
Is watching your father's face,
As he's told no treatment
Will be done,
That either way he'll die.
And you're the one who made that choice.

Affliction,
Is watching your hero,
Your best friend.
Slip from this world into the next.
Knowing there isn't a thing you can do.
Not even let go.