Delusion keeps me going

It pays the rent in my mind

Grandmas live forever

And I’ll battle the beast of time

I’ll battle it all

Anything for her

Memories give me breath

To endure

Where is the healing I ask for?

Where is the physician’s skill?

Point me to that hill to climb

Show me that crucial door

That opens to the everlasting

The one with the fountain of youth

I’ll use my hands if I must

To bring that water through

Enough to wash her golden hands

And sip the dream of life

To strip away the fear and strife Stalling inevitable tears

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