Sep 2017
Sitting on the sidewalk with nothing left
Thinking of my past and what I have left
A picture I hold of someone I loved
Is all I have is who up above
I shiver at night knowing he’s still here
I’m left alone hearing all my fears
The memory I hold within my heart
Will always be there in a shadow of the night
Thinking of my past and what I have left
A picture I hold of someone I loved
Is all I have is who up above
I shiver at night knowing he’s still here
I’m left alone hearing all my fears
The memory I hold within my heart
Will always be there in a shadow of the night
I wrote this 5 years ago for really no reason. Only to find out hours later that my best friends husband was found dead on her back porch. I wrote this not really realizing that it really did mean something.
