I think I’m in shock

I do not feel

I was told of their deaths

It’s just not real

 

I sit in a fog

I look and wait

They’ll be back

They’re just running late

 

I look to the door

I listen for the sound

What’s taking so long

My heads starting to pound

 

The anxiety is building

I’m feeling sick

Where the hell are they

Please get back quick

 

The pit is growing

Overcome by despair

As my senses wake up

I become aware

 

DM 3/8/2015