The Pain Poem by Patrick Shields

Why does it hurt so bad
To say that final goodbye
Why must it make us so sad
That pain leads us to cry

Memories are made in everything
And they must be forgotten
Remembering the good ones always stings
But you wish you could relive them again

The goodbye must come sometime
Either by choice or by death
Things and no longer yours and mine
The you once shared is put to rest

Only in this relationship can someone get this close
And imprint there love and saying into you
Things are shared such as fears and hopes
Now that there gone what are you to do

Hurting yourself and death are no solution
Believe me I know
This is something that troubles all men
One thing don't lock yourself in your room

Be with friends and family
That can help with the pain
Cry as much as you need to, just like me
Than things can get back to being the same