Remains

Breathing life into the face of death,
Clinging to the chests compression,
With each, emotive, compulsion.
Calling out,
Through the abstract stillness of the void,
The crowded silence of the moment,
The growing, deepening, absence.
Futile gestures of the present,
Holding what you were to ransom.
Knowing,
It's not, who, you are.
That change, in all its forms can not hide,
Can, not,
Hide,
The truth, the matter, that you matter.
That you've always,
Mattered.
Change, can not hide what you impart,
For who you are,
Remains a part.