There’s a saying
When the time comes
“For every great person, there has to be an ending”
I hear you speaking
About what you see from the other side.
I listen like there is no tomorrow
“I can’t see anything, anymore”
Then your last breath is interrupted,
With no following sound
There’s not even the warmth of your body
Just a departing frown
Turning upside down
And the screaming of echoes from my very own mouth
There’s no one to catch the crying while it flies around the room.
If I can be here to hold your hand for another few days
It still doesn’t change the simple idea
That you are not coming back
No, you’re not coming back to us.
I told you
Everything you did for us was worthwhile,
But it didn’t much make difference
Because I could not stop what was coming.
Still, with all the sacrifices you made
Just to keep us and others alive
I did always pay attention.
But when you died
A little of all meaning stopped.
(Words by tylea copyright 29 July 2019)