Loss

I watched as the tears escaped her eyes
Broken down and beaten by a world filled with lies
As I searched her face my heart filled with dread
Her eyes swollen and tired, the spare dead
The trauma of loosing something entrusted to you
Shadowed her, I doubt if she can pull through

Many thoughts going through her mind
What if, what if, damn I hate that line
The things she should've done
Haunting her now that it's gone

I write this not as a wordsmith
But as a person who has felt it
The bleak feeling of loss
The longing to get it back at all cost
I understand the pain that settles in the chest
But now I know and she will soon, that's the hand we've been dealt