I was asked,
how are you feeling when you picture a life without your grandma here? 
   
Its like trying to be strong, then
buying a case of beer.

Its her asking when, shes gone to not let it change the woman
she sees im me.
Then realizing she's the woman God intended me to be.

Its like realizing your facing your biggest fear,
then wanting to dimminish everyday that comes near.

Its obsessively wondering what caused her sickness to come about,
then watching all of her hair fall out.

Its watching her health decrease,
then feeling selfish because you also just want her to have peace.

Its wanting to tell someone really how you feel,
but you know talking about it makes it that much more real.

Its wanting to talk to her about it, but then not knowing what to say.
Then lying to her face telling her i am okay.

Its depending on your friends to get through,
then realizing just how many of them are true.

Its like crying your self to sleep when your falling apart,
waking up in the morning for it all to restart.

Its like trying to do the simplest tasks without breaking down.
Its like watching every piece of you fall in the...