The Loss Poem by Dani Ashby

The loss

Fighting everyday for for something that we can not say
The pain the future what's going to happen to us
3 weeks 4 weeks 5weeks we don't know.
But the fights carrying on with someone I loved so

Scared scared were only young to young for one
He didn't believe what's done is done
Working hard on my own in my metal box felt so alone
Pain got harder Minuit by Minuit hour by hour
I told him what's going on
He said I just can't
Go to the hospital they are all know it alls
I can't I'm alone in my metal box
It's starts I cry in the countryside

Finally they arrive I get to go but I get a ride
I turn up at the a&e I told him
He said send me images please
The loss of something so precious
The loss of something you couldn't make the decision for yourself
Haunts you for ever