be okay

 

I feel like crying, just wailing as babies do.

Not all the time,

Once in awhile,

Anxiety inside me churns,

Panic seethes.

I look around,

And, say to dogs,

“We are going to be okay.”

 

I have lost,

Life that I knew and was comfortable with,

Best friend who knew me and cheered me.

A big part of me is gone.

 

Something is filling the missing part slowly, however.

Once in awhile,

I feel content and calm,

Search for an open door,

Still glancing back at the door that is closed.

I look ahead

And, say to myself,

“I am going to be okay.