Mother

Picturing myself not being able to say "i love you" one more time hurts me harshly.
I wish i coudl have been by her side when she decided to to say good-bye to life & let go not knowing where she'd end up.
Trying to except reality for the way it is, i still find it hard to believe that she's gone.
It's like having pain grab my lungs and tightening it's grip while I try to gasp for air, suffocated by the truth.
Helplessness literally taking it\'s hold over my heart. Pushing feelings in that are ripping my heart to peices.
It bleeds constantly, it's almost like im looking through a foggy window at myself as i try and stop the blood, and try and hold myself together.
I try to get in...but as hard as i try.. nothing seems to work.
She was my everything, i loved her with all my heart and soul, and i often wonder, why death had to become of her.