Sad

chillingly, thrillingly, joyful yet sad

the loss of a loved one makes us feel bad

all of the world is twisted, forlorn

how do you know which way’s up when hearts are torn

alright, yes, alright, the worries are gone

but more’s the pity when our day is done

we lost our beloved, like drowning in quicksand

the awful truth is, we miss them at hand

so desperate, our gut-wrenching loss

feels like shivers we can’t toss

so we study their portrait, kept close by

and hope we have peace, with a sigh