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Oct 2013
As you walk up the stairs to the funeral door
You think about the pain and agony this person went through
Wondering how on Earth could all of this be endured
What they were thinking before the heart monitor went flat
In the midst of your thinking, you find yourself on top of those stairs
Ready to enter the building in which that loved one is currently lying in

After walking around, mourning the death with other loved ones
You go and see the body and see what damage has been done
You see that the lifeless body looks still as ever, like they’re sleeping
“Wake up. Please. I need you hear,” You start crying out through the choking of tears
But you know there is nothing left to be done about everything
The damage has been done to your life and you can’t change the past
Only look forward to your future and forget about the past at last

You walk out the doors now, leaving the one you loved behind
You start walking down the stairs and then your tears make you blind
It’s only been a few days, or weeks. You don’t even remember
But you will always remember the life you spent, until you see each other again
This was actually tough to write because even though I have gone to a funeral for a loved one, I was too young to understand the pain, but I may have to endure this pain sometime soon due to my girlfriend having cancer and possibly passing away in under a year after her doctors told her she had 6-12 months left to live and that was told to her over a month and a half ago...


So, enjoy. And thank you for reading. :)
Brett W
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