Everything: A Poem

"everything is going to be okay"

it's the first thing that anyone says when times get hard

and you are no exception

"everything is going to be okay," you tell me

i am staring at everything and nothing

with tears in my eyes that refuse to fall

"how?" i ask

it must be a rhetorical question

i can't truly want an answer

but i do and i ask you again

"how can everything be okay when he is gone?"

each time i think of him i want to cry

every time i remember him i feel sick in my stomach

but "everything is going to be okay"

because what else is there to believe?