My thoughts are with the solitary griever,
Who chooses to endure his grief alone.
He builds a wall around himself and locks the door,
Ignores your notes, ignores the telephone.
Awake at night he wrestles with his feelings.
He wonders how this awful thing could be.
He wonders how his happiness could end this way,
While longing to escape his misery.
While locked outside his loved ones grieve without him.
They're wondering what to do.
Its hard enough to see your loved ones die.
I hope we don’t lose our living loved ones too
My thoughts are with you and your family and loved ones.
