Christmas time is here, another year around the Sun
Everything reminds me, I’m missing my first son
All I’m told is that I must be strong
Why should I? In a world so wrong
I’ve dealt with so much pain, so much grief
Nothing I do gives me any relief
I’m sad all the time, behind my faux smile
I choose to stay home, being fake isn’t my style
My head is heavy, feels like my emotions are on trial
My mood runs ramped no matter how I turn the dial
The daylight holds my tears, it’s hard to hold them back
When everyone goes to sleep, I take off my mask
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep, I hide alone
This is information I choose to be unknown
My cure is holy, yet doesn’t exist
Simon, I wish that you’d be here, you are greatly missed
Losing Dad made sense, your loss is a mystery
What is this life? What is this misery?
I’m still here, living life for two
My life is great, but it’d be better with you…
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