She lost a son
A terrible thought
Now she's giving her life
As if no one cares about her
She won't take her meds
Which are keeping her alive
And she keeps saying goodbye
To the people she loves
She can't look me in the eye any more
She knows I'm having a hard time accepting
That she would give up
When she always taught me to keep fighting
I’m watching my best friend-
My angel- Slip away slowly;
Giving up mortality
As a means to an end.
I’m surrounded by memories
When only she was there
Because she didn’t understand
The effect my family had on me
My heart is dividing
So wanting her to stay
Knowing she is needed
And hating that she must go
So I ly there in bed, trying to sleep
Wishing only to hear comfort
In the sound of her voice
As I imagine myself saying
My one last goodbye...
Please don't go.
Not like this.
I love you Grandma.















Comments
She also has work to do she can't do here.
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"They can because they think they can."
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