What The World Expects of You When you suffer the greatest loss Known to humankind; The loss of your own sweet child It is enough to blow your mind. You suffer in grief and loss Till you are sure you can take no more; You finally find the courage To go outside your own front door. To your dismay you see your friends Turn away as you approach; You are sure there must be some mistake The subject you attempt to broach. Those who were once your closest friends Now seem so distant and cold; For the life of you, you cannot understand If you contemplate it till you have grown old. When finally you find a friend Who stops when you she met; You are dismayed when she smiles and asks "Are you over it yet?" You stare at her in total shock That she could any such thing; While you wonder how to answer her Your heart and mind begins to sting. You finally ask if she is mad That you never get over the loss of a child; She smiles and shows she has no clue And acts so meek and mild. You finally give up and turn to go She shrugs and mumbles she leaves; You know she will never understand The suffering of those who grieves. As you drive home you know you are doomed To live a life misunderstood; By those who once called you their friend And said they always would. You resign yourself to being alone In this life of grief you live; Knowing full well the world has no clue And can never have support to give. Copyright January 2003 Jarrett's Mom |
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