Sadness

12/8/2005 1:45 a.m.

I can't sleep.
The sadness is making me weep.
My father so strong
is now so weak.
He's dying before my eyes.
His pain, his tears
are no longer a disguise.
He needs us all right now.
We are as strong as him but
we sometimes don't know how.
Why is this happening so fast?
How long will this agony last?
Even when he is gone can we all survive?
Without the rock, my dad
who has kept us all to live and strive.