Grandmother (R.I.P. 6/1/2012)

Filled with the stench of
Soiled linnin, and feces.
It pains my heart to know
Mammy was a prisoner of these.

They ask if im okay
and give me sorrow.
If they really knew me like she did
They would see behind the fascade.

They would know, at night I cry
myself to sleep, for the loss of two,
I lost my uncle and now my grandmother.
But trust me, ill never forget you.

This earth wont be as bright without you.
It will lack the humor and the color.
Everything seems to get worse
Now its all gone to shit, with the loss of Grandmother.

Too much emotion flowing in these veins
to hold its structure.
Its starting to erupt from its host
so much pressure like acupuncture.