Maggie-narrative voice. Hope it's ok!

I'm sobbing because it's over,

Or maybe because it's just begun.

And life just hurts too much,

But there's no place left to run.

Once I ran to his arms,

And then I ran to yours,

And now I run to nobody-

Instead just lie here on the floor.

And the pain won't touch me here,

Not unless I move at anytime.

And the grief can't get me here,

Until the death-toll starts to chime.

Their grunting keeps me always awake-

When I go will that be me?

All that left of the conscience

Will be moans, death, debris.

No, I won't, I can't accept it.

They can't be coming back,

They won't just go forever.

When I die will it all be black?

Or will I know I'm hurting

All of the ones I love?

I can't tell you what I think

Of hell, living hell and above.

He told me there's a heaven.

He told me I would smile.

Then he's gone and they are-

Come and sit with me a while?

Trying a stream of consciousness of whatever it is called :)