The Hurting, - they say some things are worst than death and this is one of them.

Sometimes, in instances of grueling
                                 pain
I think
of being
with the                 clouds

you made
that decision
&
you’d have
no idea
How much it
hurts.. where
Was your              judgement
*** this hurts
More than anything.
&
I’m sorry, you had to
go that way.
The clouds lament
your passing on
clear, sunny days.
They overshadow the
very demon you
tried to escape from.
&                                  
I’ve made a promise
To live for you.
To show you
that it didn’t have
To be this way.

You’re gone forever.
Lost within the fabrics of time
I’ll carry you as a lantern -
inside of me
till the end of the days.

&
I hope you finally can rest.
For once.
                                          
                                     Goodbye
                                      Forever
                                      Bao Bao
We miss you already.

Bao Bao - 2000-2018

Illness
   And tragedy
      Have no words, and
         In love
            A sufferer
               R
                  u
                     n
                        s  dry.
                          Yet to others,
                   His pain,
          So crushing,
Is laughable.

I wanted to revenge but God whispered;
"They are already suffering".

In unkempt sorrow, we often lie
with no hope ahead, we plan to die
as fear grows in strength, we suffer too
for we know not what we should do.

Hope may die in a sea of black,
but doubting its existence allows for attack,
cling to faith to fend this foe,
or else depression will be allowed to sough.

For as long as the sun may shine,
everything can change when given time.
Look to the future, and keep ambitions high
for there's no reason not to try.