Ma

If my thoughts could keep you alive, I'd never stop 
thinking of you.
If I could take on these injustices, I'd go through hell to
 save you.
If I could just say, "Goodbye, I love you."
I'd never stop thinking of you.
I remember a time when my face was full of vitality and my 
eyes full of innocence.
I remember when suppressing thoughts to feel comfort was 
just a null concept.

Back then, the world felt as if it was colored warm by 
rubies and emeralds.
This absence is real and it leaves me shattered.
Then her lungs failed, as she exhales grey and everything 
turns black and white on me.
Grandmother, my grand protector, my shield and sword was 
gone.
This is in honor of you.
This is in hopes that I will break the infinite silence 
that separates us.
This absence is real and it leaves me shattered.

Death is the great divider, but in memories true kindness 
still shines through.
And in nothingness we can still find meaning,
because in nothingness the lives we've loved will never be 
forgotten.
Every bond still means something now, as it will years from
 now.