Shaking feeling
I am having again that feeling.
I am seeing again that vision.
I am losing you from my view.
I am shaking again with clattering.
I am scared again of a future alone.
I am losing you from my view.
Reliving that day it hurts so hard,
replaying that losing hand of cards.
Watching as you pass away,
losing you from my view that day.
I am having again shaking feelings,
and a too prolific sight in view.
Time will start the slow healing,
lesson the clatter when thinking of you.
For now I think and feel it hard,
staring at that last hand of cards.