The Two Best Friends of Mine

I'm trying so hard to be happy as I live each day here
to remember that I'm alive avoid the falling tear.
I force my feet to walk in paths that I know are right
thinking happy thoughts bringing light to the night.

Sometimes it's so unavoidable this pain that I feel
it shifts and shapes undeniably reminding that it's real.
A grip it holds so tight at other times barely known
I think the worst is over that I've surely grown.

A smile appears once more laughter in happy glee
then I sit in silence is this really me.
Family members no longer here now walk a different plane
bereaved I quietly ponder when will I see them again.

I try so hard not to cry to show my saddened heart
but is this good for my spirit is it being slowly torn apart.
Not talking about what's inside is this the way to go
putting on a happy face not letting the pain show.

I know they're in a better place no loneliness heartache or pain
no more open heart surgeries no more crashes in a plane.
No more saddening phone calls streets to walk aimlessly
unending joy and gladness is all there will ever be.

Please forgive me for I must cry for I surely miss you so
a sadness now I can't escape surely a pain I know.
The sting of death's not new to me it's visited many a time
I just never thought it would take so soon the two best friends of mine.

Loving you two always and forever, your brother:
Godwin. ©