Alone in this place,
I feel a great loss.
People surround me all around,
I feel like a ball in a great toss.
I have this feeling,
deep in my gut.
It tears at my inside,
just like a big cut.
i know I should not worry,
or even fret.
I can't help feeling like,
a trophy won in a bet.
I don't know what it is,
that fills me with such dread.
It's almost really like,
I am already dead.
Hoping for a reprieve,
to see him one last time.
My heart aches to hold him again,
as if it were some great crime.
