I walk
I step
Down the long, narrow hall
My feet shuffling
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle
'Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle' thinks my mind
"Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle" says my mouth
Shuffling
That is all
On which I focus
I have something else
On which to focus
But I don't
I can't
I won't
For I would cry
I do cry
My father
The king
Was diagnosed with terminal cancer
Terminal cancer
Terminal
TERMINAL
That word is loathsome
Terminal, terminal, terminal
"Terminal..." I start
But stop
And so did my father's heart
And now
I
Cry
I
Sob
I
Bawl
All the thoughts away
But here's the thing
They're still there
And each tear that strikes the floor
That's a piece of bad thoughts
I can still feel them
They pierce my chest
I hate them
I hate them
I hate them
I HATE them
They make me feel
Weak
Sad
Depressed
Pathetic
Worthless
And there's nothing I can do
I sit on my knees
In a pool of my own thoughts
I hear something
Someone
Coming
COMING
To me?
To me
They wrap their arms around me
I know who it is
Link
Link
Link
He whispers things like
"It'll be okay"
I listen
I nod
I hug him back
He's warm
Warm, warm, warm
I love it
He carries me away
Away from the bad thoughts
MY bad thoughts
He puts me in my bed
Lays me down
Covers me in a blanket
Places a kiss on my cheek
"Goodnight my princess" he says
"Your father is with you
And so am I"
I close my eyes
Thinking about that
I dream
Of words
Of good words
Of tons of words
A thousand words
A thousand words of
Love
Hope
Faith
And HAPPINESS
And I fly
