Sometimes grief can turn you into something else,
It can set you free or stick you in cells.
My grief turned me into a stranger,
I’m not scared of monsters anymore-it’s what’s in my head that’s the real danger.
I’ve never been so alone,
Scared, lost, with nowhere to go.
What about when reality sets in?
That I may never get better-I may not win.
When I lost my Dad-i lost my purpose,
I couldn’t save him no matter how strong my love was.
No matter my screams, yells, and cries,
A part of me died with you that night.
I begged you that night-not to leave,
But I knew you had to- no matter my pleads.
I’m sorry I never got to say goodbye,
But I never would’ve been ready to lose you that night.
