Ships adrift at sea
Ghost children, fallen overboard.
Dark, murky waters.
© bigD 2011
Mother's Day is over now.
My daughter is here, but my son is not. I am torn between two worlds. How does one keep living this way? The pain of losing Nick, the longing for my son, the hole in my heart...when does that change?
I believe the answer is never.
"You can only lean on me for so long
Bring your ship about to watch a friend drown
Stood over the ledge
Begged you come down
You can only lean on me for so long
So sorry it's over
So sorry it's over
There's so much more that I wanted and
There's so much more that I needed and
Time keeps moving on and on and on
Soon we'll all be gone
Man on a mission
Can't say I miss him around
Insider information
Hand in your resignation
Loss of a good friend
Best of intentions I found
Tight lipped procrastination
Yeah later
See you around."
(Lyrics Blink 182 "Man Overboard")
1 comments:
Dear Diane,
I thought of you on Mother's Day. I can not and do not ever want to ever know the pain you are suffering. I just hope that the memories of your son and daughter growing up did put a smile on your face. Again I am so sorry this pain is so unbearable. Please try to find comfort in the other blessing you were given. Sara!
Love,
Mary E.
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