Today marks six months after your passing.
On this blistering cold May Mother’s Day...
Do not weep when I am gone,
It is not chance but mine own choice...
Every morning when woken up, she lays there in...
Just staring into space wishing there was just...
The flowers are returning to its former glory,
As the birds are singing at the top of their...
Mercy have my soul
Mortal - for what it is worth...
you always said
I was most beautiful...
If life is like a movie, well, I think you should...
that mine is not some funny picture show...
I had no reason for what I did
There was no pain I kept hid...
My heart aches today
And it's just war and...
And then there is
to the clinches of your despair...
How do you explain death to a child?
Eight years aged, six at your service...
No more
rationalization...