The day I found out you where gone was the day i lost my innocence. the day i lost faith in my religion, the day i found out not all fairy tales have happy endings.
6 years ago I lost faith in everything,
3 years ago I had come to terms with life without your presence.
Knowing I still had another soul on earth connecting me to you.
in April the last safety blanket I had naively blinding my mind was pulled out from right under my feet.
I could feel myself falling but not wanting anyone to see my my pain.
so
I hid it.
loosing grandad was the second hardest goodbye I've ever had to say,
although he was never the same without your presence, when I spent time with him, I could feel your presence in the room lighting up the missing part of my soul.
Now I'm back to the empty void scavenging for parts to
repair my
broken vessel.