Memories By willie

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about losing my wife.

Submitted: March 31, 2007

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Submitted: March 31, 2007



Every where I go I see my wife.

And only the Lord knows the pain I feel.

Now that she is gone from my life.

Is this for real ?

What's the deal ?

Why so much pain ?

What am I to gain ?

If you could only see the bleeding going on inside.

Casting shadows of thoughts of self-hate and suicide.

I want to cry.

I want to die.

When people ask, I have to lie.

They don't know how hard I try.

They just want to know why.

When this happen ?

When did she go ?

Did it happen fast or was it slow ?

Are these questions I shouldn't know ?

Can you let me be !

Can't you see !

There's nothing you can do to help me.

Giving me space is the key.

For me to get through this I have to do it alone.

I must walk this path before my heart turns to stone.

How long will it take ?

I know I'll make a mistake.

This isn't going to be a piece of cake.

I've already cried enough tears to make my own lake.

With a prayer.

I swear.

I'll make it there.

And with the memories we had made.

They'll carry me through another day.

To relive those memories, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Because in my heart you will always stay..

Written by Willie N Small

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