Lost

I feel as though the world has shattered rite before my eyes?

I'm glad I can still put one foot infront of the other but it seems as though there are bags of sand weighing down each step.

The wind whistles past and I can hear a thousand voices whispering demise in my ear.

I know all will be okay as the sun shines down on my cold dark world.

I miss my grandmother's voice and the memories of us sharing laughter as they start to fade away I grasp onto the little wisps trying to hold onto what little I have left.

But I know it will all be okay 

Help me god I ask as I fly among the winds and flow amongst the water I know I will be alright!