It's Hard

It’s hard.
Life is hard.
To wake up and know they’re gone.

It’s hard.
When you become lost,
You shut everyone out.
To walk past those flowers…

It’s hard.
To live with pain,
To be haunted by the shame.

It’s hard.
To live without them.
To know they’re never coming back.
To see the photo on the mantle next to the ashes of your loved one.

It’s hard.
To know your life is incomplete without them.
There’s a gaping hole in your heart.
To know they’re looking after you, but you could do nothing,
To know they're watching over you each day.

It’s hard.
To keep life going.
To stay strong.
To love, but to forget.
To keep your family strong.
But things happen.
It’s natural.
It lives in all of us.

It’s called life.