The Real Thing

My screams fill the bitter cold air,
For I do not know if I can ever bear,
This tragedy that has suddenly arrived,
Before my scared and petrified eyes.

I hope he will continue to fight
I'm praying that he will be alright,
I don't know if there's any hope,
How could death lie so very close?

I stay with him till help finally comes,
And by then I am completely numb,
With coldness, dread, and tons of fear,
As I silently start to cry some tears.

Why does it have to end like this,
Where there is no peace or any bliss,
I just wish this was all a dream,
But I know it's the real thing.