My grandma who helped raise me is dying of brain cancer

This is the first poem I've written in years but I used to like using them to help process my emotions and my grandma always really loved them. * * *

Who you once were is gone,

You are now an echo,

Your personality all wrong,

You have been with me since the get-go,

I don't know how to let go,

I miss having your strength to lean upon,

I don't know if I'm strong enough to forego,

Breaking down without your love to depend on,

But I must persist until I'm at deaths door and thereon,

I can be content in knowing I've been tough enough,

Then run relieved into your arms and be finally gone,

Until then it will be rough,

I must be content in your memory, to hold it in my heart,

To see you in everything within me while we are apart.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/wu60o5/love_me_like_that_white_horse_from_hell/il9lxa8?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share&context=3

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Edit: formatting, I can't figure out how to make the stanzas read right.