loss of a loved one

My memory is failing.
My memories are fading.
The images start to turn blurry and lose their focus.
I regret to inform you that this is your last notice.

The very last time I held your hand,
I felt your grip lost its hold.
Turned off the light on the nightstands,
Its' warm glow grows ever cold.

no more words
no more phrases
no reminders left

It was but a moment destined to die.
It is the past meant to be forgotten.
The wounds run deep, some scars never do heal.
The darkness closes in on all I feel.
Past's door closes yet stays slightly open.

now, here, alone with myself, it seems kind of strange.
then, there, you're sitting alone, memories don't change.

Remembering when I saw you last, when I walked out the door (I can remember).
The last time I saw your face, I could see the sadness in your eyes.
As I walked out the door, your silence said it all for me.
How could we have known it would come to that...the very last time?
How could we let the last words be,
Bitter and angry, frustrated more oft than not?
Will always be second-guessing the past.

One more time, just enough to remember your words.
One last memory, long enough to say these words.

I wait every passing hour.
What but your grace to come my way.
Past's painful sorrow still yet sour.
Swiftly ebbs out life's little day.
Decay and change in all around I see.
To end with this day, to end peacefully.

These are my last words, I will ever write.
These are my last thoughts, I will ever think.

Who am I? Who are you? These questions that I choose.
Time to say farewell...fare thee well...this is the end.

This was written to envision my own death, watching some else pass, and a co-worker losing an immediate family member. early 2009 or late 2008