The Hard Reality

The hard reality
of life and death,
hit me between the eyes
when I saw my wife,
laying on a hospital bed.

The tear ducts needed a
good cleaning. They came
through for me, today.

I can feel depressions,
creeping in,
an overpowering sense
of sorrow as I faced
the finality of life.

I have been avoiding,
going to the room as
I was fearful of dealing
with the true reality.

I can't say I am better
but do feel I have closed
the gap between my
expectations and reality.