In memory of you

Suddenly dawned on me that today is the day
If not for the hanging frame at the stairway
This day would have lost much of its significance
To me

Try as i might, I can't seem to hear your voice anymore
Not even our last conversation can I recall
The more I want to hold on, the faster it slips away
Memories of you

What's left behind
Are recurring images of your wanly expressions
Your stifled cries of agony
Reverberating through the dead air and cold silence

May you be devoid of all suffering, wherever you are.