The Abyss of The Matrix

Living in the abyss of ones and zeroes
Attempting to exist without my hero
Her red robe is hanging up in the rafters
Six years ago marked the end of her chapters

They're no actors capable of playing her role
The void remaining reaches down to my soul
Leaving a hole in my heart that can't be mended
Like the most high's decision can't be rescinded

Her life ended far too soon for me
Wasn't ready, but would I ever be?
Reality is that she gave me strength
Now I walk with a psychological limp