Rainbows cascade on the terrible green grass,
as the kids play in the rain...
Dark memories trickle down to my very soul,
only complicating my pain...
Sleep has been eluding me as I lay in my bed seething...
I look over to find her gone...
Hard to sleep without her breathing...
The hateful summer has drawn to a close...
And the horror of fall now fills the air...
It's hard to phathom one more day here...
But it's OK, I've started to not care...
as the kids play in the rain...
Dark memories trickle down to my very soul,
only complicating my pain...
Sleep has been eluding me as I lay in my bed seething...
I look over to find her gone...
Hard to sleep without her breathing...
The hateful summer has drawn to a close...
And the horror of fall now fills the air...
It's hard to phathom one more day here...
But it's OK, I've started to not care...
1 comment:
I feel as if you write from your soul, I am coming up on November, a year since my 'D' and I connected again... these holidays are going to be so hard. I just want to get through in one piece... I am hoping!
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