I feel so thrashed deep inside from crying
pain so piercing I feel like dieing
Haunted and scared when I opened the door
finding my son dead on the floor
Eight months has gone by since my son died
today going through his things I cried
Weeping from the very core of my being
touching his things, remembering and seeing
The precious little boy that I raised
now he's gone I feel so lost and dazed
Confusion, insanity set in last night
painful surrendering cries was my plight
Crossing almost the line of no return
the loss of my son my heart does burn
Can you imagine pain worse then labor
all that's left is memories to savor
He will always be twenty-four forever now
imagine the pain, trying to get through it somehow
I'm so tired from grieving for my son
so very thrashed I am, is all I want to do is run
Written by: © Kelle Marie Stavron, All rights reserved
May 25, 2008












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