A Girl and Her Horse

Every day I look up to the sky
and find myself asking why.
Like why didn't you take me with you?
What else is there for me to do?

You leave me down here
in a world made up of fear
where there is just so much pain
which is driving me insane.

How am I supposed to keep living on
when you are now gone?
People tell me the pain goes away,
but I think it will always stay.

No one understands what I'm going through,
except for a few.
I don't know how I am supposed to make it
You wouldn't have left me if I didn't seem fit.

You always knew what was best,
that's why I didn't really argue with you
when you wanted to lay down for your final rest.

One day when I'm ready,
we will meet again.
And I will go back to being
the little girl whose horse was her best friend.