What Do I Do
How could you have known,
when you called his name,
that there was no one left to answer?
Words left unspoken,
discussions never to be had,
no words left to say,
what can I say?
How could you have known?
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How could you have prepared
for the sight you'd see
when you walked in
unknowingly?
Dear 'father, what have you done?
Ripped yourself away from the world.
Called yourself a burden,
but why couldn't you see,
it was a burden of love,
of family.
How could you have prepared
for this?
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How am I supposed to handle
this gripping loss?
A loss of words, feeling, heart.
Nothing I can say,
or do, or think,
to mask this pain
choking off my breath.
How am I supposed to handle this?
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What do you expect me to think?
Is nothing better than sadness?
Is no emotion
better than pain?
Hold it in,
or break the dam?
When I'm lonely,
left to my own thoughts,
what do you expect me to do?
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Do you understand
how hard this is?
Do you see how we all struggle
just for breath?
Do you understand
how young I am-
how am I supposed to know
what to do
without you?
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Pain like this
I have never felt before.
What do I do
with this foreign feeling?
Should I hide it
deep in my own lonliness,
or breakdown
for the whole world to see?
Pain like this
leaves me breathless.
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What's next after this battle?
How do I move on from here?
They say
"don't dwell on the past"
but I never want to forget you.
Where do I go from here?
What do I do with myself?
I can't be alone.
Leave me alone.
What do I do?
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What do I do,
without you?
This pain, its unbearable.
What do I do,
without you?
I can't imagine letting go.
What
do
I
do?