The loneliness of death

All the way and far beyond,

Through the deep ocean, the ragged land,

Now you wrap the world with your soul,

Now my heart is so cold.

93 years.

A part of myself,

And your blood flows through me,

And like a book, taken from the dusted shelf,

I feel you, but I no longer see.

Heart beat.

And I feel beaten,

Against the strength of life,

And the loneliness that lies within death.

93 years.

My beloved grandmother

You were.

You are no more.

And her eyes are shouting to me,

And her wisdom is whispering to me,

And she is trying, trying to reach me,

But my god,

My eyes cannot see

My mouth cannot speak

My hands cannot feel

And the nothingness around me,

The nothingness surrounds me,

Death catches us all.

"Just one more fight about a lot of things,

And I will give about anything,

To be on my own again,

To be free again"  -limp bizkit

I will love you forever