When I saw you,
In the coffin,
I thought,
I didn’t know you.
It was a shell of you,
Not the real you.

Your body lays at rest now,

It’s harder than I thought,
For you,
To be absent from the body,
To be gone.
. . . . . But where?

I know it’s not just me you left,
And it leaves a void that cannot be filled,
’cause knowing that you won’t be back,
I’m forced to say goodbye.
But don’t you worry,
I’ll wipe away the tears I can’t hide.

© Copyright 2014 Kiera Scanlon