A death of a loved one

My Words will express nothing, My Songs will never be heard, My Movies never seen, My Art never drawn, because, I see with eyes that cannot see, I hear with ears that cannot hear, I speak to others without words, I judge with information that is not true, I use hands that will never feel, I use a nose never sensible to the aroma, I try and try and try again but still im doomed to her inevitable end, I love to hate to love some more, So i can once meet her again, I cary riches yet still poor, Because i know now that she Is gone For thats a death of my loved one