My Struggle

I had thoughts about my late grandparents. But for some reason, that gave me jump scares. Who always was, is and always my comfort. Has somehow turned into a discomfort. One I consider my all Has somehow become my fall. Who once was a host Somehow feels like a ghost. My bad, grands Jus one of my yaps But truth be told Who once was my solace Has my heart beating less One who was my strength Has now become my struggle