I now know how it feels
To lose someone you love
Without them actually dying

You can feel it in the way
They stop caring about themselves
You can see it when they
Stop eating

I now know how my mother felt
When I was withering away
It's not all that fun
To watch someone you care about
**** themselves day by day

I want to make her feel better
But from personal experiences
I know that no string of words
Said to her
Would ever really help
You cannot sit and tell someone
They cannot be the way they are
You must let themselves explain
And slowly
Oh god, so slowly
They will start to rebuild their soul