Closer
When you died
I did not cry
I stood there stone faced
As they put you in your grave
I thought I had to be strong
To hold the family’s weight on my shoulder
Protecting them from all the pain
I held it all in
Putting on a brave face
I thought I did what you would have done
Everyone thought I was fine
But on the inside I was broken
My heart was shattered into pieces
Barely staying alive
I cried myself to sleep every night
I thought I didn’t even do enough
At night I would hurt myself
Trying to numb the pain I felt inside,
Bringing it outside
Blaming myself for you being gone
I couldn’t handle it anymore
I broke
Broke and cried broke
Until I cried my eyes dry
Still slowly healing
But I know you’re here holding me
You’re always by myself
I sense you near me
Until the day I die.
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