Dear those trying to comfort, 

Don't tell me you understand
Don't say you know
Don't tell me I will survive
Or for sure grow

Don't say this is just a test
That I'm truly blessed
That I am chosen for this task
Apart from the rest

Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me

Don't say my grief will pass

That I should soon be free

Don't tell me how to suffer Don't tell me how to cryBecause honestly

I shouldn't have had to say
goodbye.

- A grieving daughter,

Ali Gaarsland