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Some run to death seeking comfort

He wraps his arms around them telling them they’re ok now 

They don’t have to suffer anymore 

I call out to him seeking that same comfort

But he doesn’t listen 

He turns away from me as if to say “not now, not yet”

Stern as a father I never knew

He goes against his nature to keep me away

The comfort I find in the grim reality of life does not find comfort in me