How can I
Say goodbye
When you never
Left?

How can I have
The luxury of grief
When there is no grave
On which to weep
When there is no bed
On which a patient sleeps.

How can I move on
When I am on a treadmill
Every step forward
Leaves me
In the exact same place.

I hate
That I don’t know
How long to Wait
That I cannot rest
Until I know your fate
But what if
Until then
It is too late.

What if I graduate
What if one of us ties the knot
What if we bury someone
And you’re still not there.

I dread the celebrations
Standing on stage
With a light on my face
I hate happiness
Because you were my happiness
And they took you away.

Lord, teach this lost child
How to move on
Without a body to mourn
Without a patient or prisoner
To visit.
Teach her joy when her joy has gone.
Teach her hope in You Alone.

Aymun Sajid

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