Waiting Outside The Lines
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Tears Of An Angel - RyanDan



As I stepped into the house, I could not help but feel overwhelmed by the loneliness that surrounded it.
Coldness wrapped around my body as I walked up the stairs, and to the room she lay.
I called out her name as I watched her fragile body, her shallow breaths.
She stared back, unable to speak.
Could she still regconise me?
I felt a stab of pain as she moaned in pain where the tube jostled her throat when she yawned.
I watched her husband's face, the pain the haunted his eyes, as he fed her, cleaned her.
I had never thought it would be so heartbreakingly painful to see, as I struggled to keep my tears, my voice caught in my throat.
I held on tightly to my grandmother's hand, I couldn't do anything to help.