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Back in the Fall of 2003

My heart was broken when you left me

The wound is still fresh and at the same time covered in scars

I miss you more and more each day

It breaks my heart knowing you’d be 50 this may

I’ve grown a lot since then

You missed watching the boys become men

The pain of those days follows me every hour

I don’t know what else to say, I can’t believe in a higher power.

Life isn’t fair and no one deserves what happened to you

You were robbed of life

Lived 16 months in strife.

Maybe one day we’ll meet again

It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t watch you suffer.

Slowing becoming someone else, but always my mother.

I never express how I feel because It hurts to much

I’d rather write down what’s inside.

Please don’t think I’m trying to hide.

Sometimes I talk to you and think your there

At the same time thinking of you makes me say “ * * * * life, I don’t care”

People come and people go, it’s the way of the world.

Hope that someday I can stop what happens

I never wanted to deal with cancer

Too difficult a disease to answer

Am I turning my back on what should be done?

Should I be reminded of the pain, of being a son?

I guess that’s the sacrifice that must be made

The inspiration to get me through, because this pain will never fade.

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