Days Like This
It's days like this that I miss you the most.
The lack of your presence puts lumps in my throat..
How is it possible to live..
Without the one that gave me life and loved me the most.
You gave me all your love, not just a dose.
You supported my everything, from pillar to post.
Even at times when I was doing the most.
When I made you proud, you would smile and boast.
I still have nightmares about the day you was diagnosed
That came from the pills dealing with your glucose.
My heart cracked in pieces like a rimose..
Stained glass window...
The news the doctor gave us dealt hurt and pain in a lethal dose.
Apparently I'm still drowning in my woes... to the upmost.
I'm drowning, someone help me...