This torturing nightmare seems to last a bit too long;
In my dream, I yearn to sing once again, yet haven't sung a song
Wake up I wish to afresh, like before, when goes the morning gong.
I ask myself, is this stark reality or is this a horrid dream?
In a state of denial am
I; or is it a situation grim?
All I can say is, my eyes n heart are still searching him
A secret longing there is, to him n Mom, Dad again see
To accept a departure permanent, easy isn't; knew this even he.
So many dear ones, to help me, many different opinions give me;
But absolutely confused are, my heart n so is my blurry mind;
a constant conflict goes on; I really need to accept n unwind
Help I need, help I seek, can you, a helpful person please find.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
