Originally written on 04/18/16.
It's difficult to comprehend you,
It's painful to absorb you,
I strain to see the order,
Sometimes impossible to see,
O, Death, I know you have no sting,
But sometimes I still feel it.
It's hard to anticipate you,
It's dreadful to see you coming,
How quickly you're upon us!
How suddenly the world grows dark!
O, Death, I know you have no victory,
But sometimes I feel the loss.
There is a difference
Between knowing
And being able to let go,
My mind understands,
But my soul still aches,
O, Death, I know you are defeated,
But sometimes I still fear you.
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