Tell me why my happy ending just turned bad,
tell me why you play with the most delicate...
It has been three long years,
Since that dreadful day...
My children mean the world to me
I wish that I can just make them see...
He was strong and proud
Happy and Loving...
Those action that gave you life at some point...
till your brain gave out from their lead...
May 27th, 1997
My mom yelled for me to get off the phone...
...
Today would be your birthday
as I sit here crying...
Yesterday Bled with Such Force
As I marked your territory, in bloom...
So far away,
Yet so near...
A Gift
Mom had a gift. She spoke to the lord...
A year as past but the pain is still new
If I could only see her that would help me through...