The night before was class
But the morning bring it's own
dangers
Fear cuts like glass,
Disturbed from my sleep.

There's something wrong,
Everything is wrong.
And nothing will be the same.
It's D-Day
And you're going away.

Minutes feel like hours
Hours like days
Sirens wail
Attempts fail
I try to comfort as best I can
Hide my own sorrow
Hide my own fear
But she knows as well as I do
It's D-Day
And you've gone away.

Phone calls so hard to make,
I have become
A harbinger of doom.
Sterile halls and pastel walls
Try and soften the blow
Of answers I already know
I know
It's D-Day
And you couldn't stay.

The arms of friends,
A cold comfort.
No replacement for the years
I've lost
For the times I need you most.

The cemetery is almost silent,
except for the trains.
And I remember how the earth
gets muddy when it rains.

D-Day
It happens every year.
A solemn and painful reminder
That you are no longer here.