A PART OF ME HAS DIED

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Even though a part of me has died
I have few memories I hold dear
Breathing is all I can do
Even though pain is deep
Eyes pinching with tears
I need to come back to life
My arms open wide
To hold a child non existent
Overcome by so much grief
Will my scars be understood
Questions keep fading away

Even though a part of me has died
I am left with few moments I keep close
Breathing everything I know to do
Even though suffering is still deep
Eyes dancing with tears
I have to bring back my life
My arms closed on my chest
To hold my heart empty without child
Overcome by so much emptiness
Will scars speak for themselves
Questions keep bouncing back to me

Even though a part of me had died
A Temporary pain I must endure
Remembering he came for a purpose
My child that is no more
A season that has refused to end

THE BAND PERRY – IF I DIE YOUNG

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song,
Uh oh, Uh oh

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors
Oh, and, life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even grey, but sheburies her baby

The sharp knife of a short life
Oh well, I’ve had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life
Oh well, I’ve had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
As green as the ring on my little cold finger
I’ve never known the loving of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand

There’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life
Oh well, I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best, boys and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I’ll sell ’em for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I’ve been singing
Funny, when you’re dead how people start listen’n

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn’
Send me away with the words of a love song

The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep ’em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you’re really gonna need them,
The sharp knife of a short life oh
Well, I’ve had just enough time
So put on your best boys
And I’ll wear my pearls

FALLING AGAIN

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I’m starting to fall again
Through this hole of darkness
A deep sorrow begins to engulf me
Sorrounding my need to breathe
I imagined I was fine
Yet I fall into the abyss of hurt
It seems on self repeat
My life
Without you in it
I wish for days with no tears
When I shall
No longer fall
Again

HAND MADE TALES

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grief poetry Handmade Tales the story of us my child. Our Names intertwined into each other forever. As the beads spell your name and mine, we will forever be in each other’s hearts. Mummy will always hold your hand in this journey of life. Remembered for the rest of my life.