You are old before your time, my child.
Kind, full of compassion and concern...
The stars are burning
And all comes into my heart...
Swing along the waves on the shore
Sitting on the stairs of the broken door...
I watch the shadow trip carefully behind me
I hear the sniffles...
Stop all the clocks, cut off the phone,
Prevent the dog barking with a juicy bone...
The day you left this world for good,
You also left the heart, that truly understood...
My daughter. My son.
My two little angels...
So alone and filled with emptiness,
no one here to comfort me today...
My mind seems to be in the middle of a storm.
My reality is diminishing, im losing my norm...
**Written for a title contest!**
I was sitting in the backseat...
You were my rock
To you I could always talk...
I sit and watch all lives roam by,
the smiles on their faces...