You sealed yourself into this old, dilapidated house

  with that bed becoming your prison.

  I chose to look away

  as my memory of you began to fade.

  I never thought my grandmother

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  would end up like this,

  would do this to herself,

  would let herself waste away.

  I removed my heart and never tried

  to understand your pain.

  I knew that it was only a matter of time

  and I knew I couldn’t keep watching you die.

  Now that you are gone,

  I feel the guilt of betraying your love,

  of not being there for you

  as I was too wrapped up in myself

  to try to ease your pain

  with my love and devotion.

  I should have sat beside you,

  I should have tried to make you smile,

  but I ran, I hid, I failed you.

  - dedicated to Lena Mae Riley