Cold

By Nox

Original link: https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/poetry/cold-1.aspx

Tags: death, pain, hurt

Added: 27 Apr 2015 Views: 619 Avg Score: 5

The secondary pain of loss is questioning our mortality and that of those around us.

I read your status,
I made the call,
I felt the chill
Go down my spine.

I heard your loss,
so sudden, so quick,
Those left behind,
New wife and child.

How does this happen?
Random and unfair.
So young and strong,
Now still and gone.

I want to reach out
Tell you "I love you,"
To each and everyone,
That I call dear.

But I'm cold and scared,
It could happen to me,
It could happen to them,
How will we know?

Hold me in your arms,
Tell me it will be ok,
Tell me you love me.
Take away the cold.