A bit hesitate

Gun shy,slowly one foot,than another

The closer I got there was an unsettling

Feeling,the worst was yet to come,the

More I felt,the more I wanted to shut

Down   first it was my mother    now it’s

My father   there’s isn’t a companion

Book to this lesson    you have arrived

At your final destination,what comes

After is an unwritten feeling waiting

For you to emote    no one understands

What you are going through they don’t

Have the time    you are paying for 50

Minutes and when that is up that is it

Mother said stay out of her life,now it’s

Up to the rest of them to enforce what

she said    the hole that was dug is

not big enough for all of my grief

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