Okay, your child is dead

And mine is still alive

I get your anger

Your lashing out

At each and everything

That can be blamed

But I cannot live

With such grief

Even for a friend

I've loved for years

Your tears...

Are killing not only

You and me

But almost every

Friend you've

Ever made

I'm sorry for your loss

But you want everyone

To pay the cost

And accept the guilt

You won't forgive

Yourself for.

The price is too heavy

I cannot bear the burden

I have been your friend

For most of my life

But drowning in the

Whirlpool of your grief

Is something I can't do

As much as I love you

Sometimes a death

Can mean the end...

In more ways than one.