Gilly's Poem

I saw you in a coffin
Dead and Hard and Cold
Not at all what you were before
Warm and Soft and Gentle
Then you were peaceful, quiet, still
But before so tortured and tormented by the life that you could not have
What a contradiction:
peaceful yet stiff
alive yet trapped
I wanted your happiness because you were beautiful
Happiness came, but when it came, you were gone, away, forever
For you peace abides without end and we who loved and lost now grieve
The paradox: our grief at your happiness so long awaited and yet too early attained
Why? echoes through our heads clashing like a cymbal beaten in rage
So disturbed our minds by your sudden going
So unable to grasp the reality
Our consciousness a vacuum, a void without walls fortified and complete, capable of withstanding the knowledge that you are Dead and gone; that you are free, finally free.