your death has paralised me.
I see you everywhere. I hear you
On the stairs
Across the landing.
Its just that I miss you so much
And I have to think in possibilities
That you meant so much
And were there for me
And now the world, seems cold and bare
I speak to you,
When I know you're not there.
And when I think too long
Then I start to dwell up
And my heart aches to touch you again.
So I just sit quietley, and wait for it to pass
Sometimes it does,
Sometimes it doesnt
I am nieve when it comes to loss
If anything your illness taught me the cost
Of life, and love
And living for today.
Death is not choice. Death is not an escape.
But a big dark mystery that I can't understand
How can something so simple,
Be so profound in my mind.
My grief is overwhealming.
My head constantley thinking.
And trying to accept now
That I can't hold you again.