I'm just so sorry.

Every limped step that you take

Every pained look that flashes on your face

Every spaced out gaze that you get

scares me. 

Because I don't know

What's going to happen

What I need to do

What is expected of me.

I wish I could just

Understand the cancerous

Pain that leeches onto you
The viscous poison that
Grabs a hold of
Your precious lungs
Or if I could
Read the 

Soothing words or 

Calming phrases from out 

Of your mind

Help you move along.

But I can't.

Not when my

Words

Clash and Destroy

Yours.

Not when the distance

Is widening 

Rather than closing.

Not when 

Your pain 

And suffering

And age

Exceed mine.

I thought that 

Everything would
Be fine

That I could

Just close my

Eyes to everything and

It could disappear.

It didn't.

Like a vicious 

Detrimental patch of bacteria

Or 

A outbreak of a plague

Or

A spread of a virus

It didn't get better.

I wish this 

Never happened.

That age and time

Only existed

In our minds

And that

We could rebirth 

Ourselves again 

And again

And again

And again.

But life's not fair.
Over and 

Over and

Over again

You wish 

That something would

Shine your way, 

But the sun rises

From the east

And sets in the west

As you lay

Six feet under.

Death brings

A family closer,

Does it not?

No.
I've never felt
So far away from
You as
I do
Now.

I'm

Just

So 

Sorry.

I wish I could do more.
I wish I could explain 

To you how I feel
What I want to convey

How much I care for you

How much you mean to me.

But I can't.

Fuck language barriers.