Don’t bury him when he’s not dead.
Don’t become a prisoner of fear.
He’s fine, he’s fine.
There will be a time when you fear no more.

Don’t throw your hopefulness away.
Don’t let your sadness be all there is.
He’s fine, he’s fine.
A day will approach that knows no despair.

Don’t make all those words untrue.
Don’t make a mockery of your faith.
He’s fine, he’s fine.
Before too long there will be no more lies.

Don’t wish for stains of your own blood
Don’t have pain take from your suffering.
He’s fine, he’s fine.
You can meet where there is pain no longer.
^^^^^^^

Take air in,
Push it out,
With ev’ry breath,
There is more doubt.

Open eyes,
Shut them tight,
You’re in a state,
Of dateless night.

Seeing gray,
Feeling numb,
You push needles,
Through foot and thumb.

Feel it burn,
Sting and swell,
At least it’s something,
Nothing is Hell.

^^^^^^^

She sat at the window wearing no face at all. Her fingernail tapped earily on its ledge. He was weeping and she ignored him. He approached her to touch her face and she did not turn to look at him

^^^^^^^

Sitting in the bathtub fully clothed, with her head beneath the water, she held her breath. He eyes were open and she watched bubbles from her nose rise to the surface before she joined them to gasp for air. The water was getting cold, but she couldn’t care less. She let her head sink down once more and began to hold her breath yet again. She heard the door. In a violent burst she swung her body up, sending water everywhere. She scrambled out of the tub and desperately opened the drain. She didn’t want him to see her like this. The door opened and left her exposed to the man of her life. Her hair was pasted to her face and she had the desperate look of a wild animal in a corner.