It Will Never Be Easier
It'll never get easier.
The pounding of your heart,
The way your eyes fill with tears;
And you can feel the slight way of rage eating at you.
Your heart mourns in its' own way.
Everyone is different.
Sometimes, crying is good,
Just know that if someone isn't crying,
They are being strong in their own way.
We're all different.
Maybe you think you're ready to say good bye,
But truly,
You never are.
People are meant to care, cry and need the feeling of being cared for.
Saying goodbye will never be easier,
And seeing the faces of your loved ones makes you freeze and think.
They're gone,
Never coming back and maybe you never made peace.
Maybe you never told them you loved them,
Maybe you never got to say goodbye.
Death never gets easier.