Death

When Death Came Close

Death, I saw you standing near,

I felt your touch, cold and clear.

You took me from the ones I knew,

From those I loved, from all that’s true.

You showed me things I couldn’t see,

How much someone can mean to me.

We often don’t appreciate

Until it’s gone, it’s just too late.

For some, the loss can’t be replaced,

A missing piece forever faced.

For others, it’s a kind of gain,

A break from ties that once felt chained.

A freedom, a control they find,

A different life, a clearer mind.

For some, it’s work, a daily grind,

For others, it’s new life designed.

But me—I lost all I held dear, all that’s near. I lost my home and became an orphan 

You were the thread that kept us close,

Now everything I loved feels lost.

Time moves on, but I still grieve,

No words can show the pain I weave.

No one can truly understand

The weight I carry in my hands.

They say, “He’s old, he’s free of pain,

In a better place, don’t

 feel the strain.”

But for me, it’s hard to bear,

Your absence fills the empty air.

Only now I start to see

How much you truly meant to me.

Though silent, you were always there,

A steady presence, beyond compare