you always told me to be strong
you helped me up
bandaged my scraped knees
and kissed my pain away
and that you'd be there for me no matter what
i promised the same
you looked after me when i was little
or when mom needed a break
you are my comfort, my escape
a grandmothers love is like no other
and you were great
and now you're slowly fading away
piece by piece
one tremor at a time
one memory at a time
it's too hard to watch
now that's it's my turn to be there for you
and make you better
i can't just kiss it better
there's nothing i can do
YOU ARE READING
noceur
PoetryIf you were about to leave this planet, what would you say, and who would you say it to? In this book of my poems, that I wrote almost exclusively in the young hours of days when insomnia ruled my life. This is how I speak my truth. If I were about...
