I am always alone with my thoughts and you wonder why Death took away every part of me... like an endless lie I act as if I am doing okay, with a smile I display but inside I'm dying with this grief every day. I can not share how I feel without some kind of judgment So I hold it inside, crumbling quietly, in a silent torment How can I explain a feeling that I don't comprehend? The gut wrenching pain... seems like there is no end This is grief, the raw, dark, confusing, anguish I feel Living my life without my loved one is my daily ordeal