Each day as evening starts upon the sky The ache builds up in the chest I know that I have to get to bed. Before all hell breaks loose.
I hugged my tear-stained teddy bear When no ones around And cries for the one she loves and had lost I scream without a sound. Hoping that Iβll be heard, Hoping one day the pain will go away. But it doesnβt, not until I do.
To all those you don't dream at night, instead, you call out fir help. . . and yet no one hears,