Memories From The Past.

Pictures that hold memories, never fade away, you remember all the good times, death leaves you only in dismay.
You try so hard to tell yourself, that the one that died is in a better place, you find it hard to believe it's true, all you feel is an empty space.
Every now and then, in that time you start to cry, you pace yourself back and forth, and then you ask god "why?"

I lost an animal not too long ago, I still cry at night, deep inside my mind I already know, that maybe it was her time.
Sometimes when I think of her, I think it's me to blame, that she is gone and no longer here, the tears fall down like rain.
That place in the road, where she was hit, and where I was at, I won't forget.

When I heard her scream, I had a chill, I had that feeling, that she had been killed.
It was raining, and that roads were wet, and on my bed, is where she once slept.
Her dog collar, and her toys, are kept with me, my baby girl pride and joy.
Her pictures hand up, in my room, it's hard to believe, that she died so soon.

Her presence still, linger around, oh how hard I cried, when dad layed her in the ground.
How Tobi cried, when dad took him to her grave, he had knew, that Riley passed away.

Pictures that hold memories, will never fade away, you remember all the good times, death leaves only in dismay.
You try so hard to tell yourself, that the one that died is in a better place, you find it hard to believe it's true, and you feel an empty space.

Every now and then, in that time you start to cry, so you pace yourself back and forth,
and then you ask god "why?"