When i think about tomorrow

When I think about tomorrow

I see a wailing family forced to suffer the randomness that comes with death

A house filled with grief

And a family in constant denial

I see conversations left unfinished

Dreams left unfulfilled

Ideas left unused

And a bucket list left unchecked

I see a distant memory

In the jokes made, tears shed, poems written and lives touched

I see a dreaded day

With a road we all must cross

And everyone learns to live without me

To turn into an illusion of my once sad but happy existence

A day that starts and ends without me