This torturing nightmare seems to last a bit too long;

In my dream, I yearn to sing once again, yet haven't sung a song

Wake up I wish to afresh, like before, when goes the morning gong.

I ask myself, is this stark reality or is this a horrid dream?

In a state of denial am
I; or is it a situation grim?

All I can say is, my eyes n heart are still searching him

A secret longing there is, to him n Mom again see

To accept a departure permanent, easy isn't; knew this even he.

So many dear ones, to help, many different opinions give me;

But absolutely confused are, my heart n so is my blurry mind;

a constant conflict goes on; I really need to accept n unwind

Help I need, help I seek, can you, a helpful person please find.

Armin Dutia Motashaw