My mind is numb and my heart Feels more than one emotion. I am good acting okay when i falling Apart inside piece by piece.
I am scared of the night because That's when the thoughts get me. My mind has become a twisted maze I want out of.
I wake up in a cold sweat crying You can't be dead. The bible says time heals wounds But my wounds aren't healing.
Did heaven really need another angel? Couldn't he have taken someone else?.
Grief is something that touch us all its something that you can never be ready for even you know that it's going to happen I wrote this for the friend that was more like a sister to me