Saturday, August 23, 2008
Rid Me Of This PainTrying to grasp the pain;
Hold on with grip so tight.
Hands shaking from weakness;
But i just have to feel alright.
His smile was my daily drug;
It got me through each day.
And now that's he's gone;
I can't wish this pain away.
So I'll stare out the window;
And watch trees pass me by.
Just hoping to see his face;
From a memory back in time.
Maybe one day I'll find peace;
From somewhere deep inside.
Then I'll hold onto that;
Until I really do feel alright.
http://www.buzzle.com/articles/rid-me-of-this-pain.html
9:12:00 AM