The waves are pounding, I can hardly breathe.
Chest so tight and suffocating feeling this grief.
It pounds and pounds feeling relentless.
The waves of tears give me no rest or relief.
The skys clear up and the waves begin to settle.
Lapping always but the respite is brief.
Numb and grueling this journey I walk.
This disease became a tyrant, a thief.
It took the one I love, the one who completed all of me,
Now where is my faith, where is my belief?