Sad

As I sit and exist

The ones that are gone are truly missed

I’m doing the best that I can

Hurting, crying, flying in my space

I feel their calming presence

I miss you aunt Angie

Do you see

Do you feel

Do you care

The way I do

My heart hurts deeply

Death comes creeping

Whenever it feels like ruining some perfect persons day

Writing, just letting it out

I care about all of you

I do, I promise