When I am alone, without my son, I cry, I change, I am alone again, without anyone to love, Love is the most valued posession, Without my son I am nothing, but I am relieved, Without my son, I feel free to go and come as I please, nothing to hold me down, Nothing to hold me back from anything in my day, Because I am without my son, My days return to being empty and pointless, Because I am without my son, The sun doesn't seem as bright and trees don't seem as green, Without my son, A pain in my chest is getting worse as I feel as though I can't breath, skipping breathes, and now I can't catch my breathe, Because I am without my son, I can't sleep, then I sleep too much, I hardly eat my world is upside down, Because I am without my son, I am dieing the slowest of deaths, Because I am without my son. |
Friday, November 6, 2009
WITH OUT MY SON...
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