Thinking too much with a half broken brain. My throat wants to cry, yet my eyes still refrain. There’s nobody left who thinks funny means laugh. All my soul wants, is all it can’t have. Blank stares in their eyes lead to wishes and whys. Through solemn sighs we whisper goodbyes. My heart won’t find or keep a pace. There’s a distant sound that I can’t seem to place. Could be a scream or a wail, I really can’t tell. My sight starts to dim and my features turn pale. My mouth’s too dry to swallow, my heart’s definitely hallow. I think it’s called sorrow; guess I’ll find out tomorrow. When the sun finally shines through, it’s easy to see that it’s always been you. You were our rock; you were our glue. The family’s still standing, though we’re missing a few. You’re on to the next, with a kiss and a hug. Although you’re gone now, I’ll hold on to your love.

For my M’Maw

I miss you already; I love you forever