The one she wants is gone
Taken by death.
No one left
She had to learn
The cries she can’t get enough of
So empty, so choked up
Water clogging her so she can’t breathe
Sinking everyday trying to continue to live
Can she live?
The bitterness, the sour tears
She wishes she were here
Somewhere she can go to feel again
Someone to listen and understand
Somebody to help her feel warm
She cries a sea of tears
Tears that fill up her room
She can’t breathe any longer
She wants to feel the warmth again
Can she?
All she’s got is her grave
She can’t respond.
Death awaits, she doesn’t know what she feels
Feeling numb, dead
Dead before dead
People say to choose happy
But, how can she do that when she is broken like a vase that’s shattered
How can you mend a broken vase?
Again she’s alone like always.
Always, always.