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