Four tears fall from two tired eys,
One for each year since you left me.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each time I thought I'd lost my soul.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each time I begged you to come back.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each letter I left on your grave to be blown away by an uncaring wind.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each scar left by self hatred and a blunt knife.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each plan to end my suffering, failed attempts at bravery.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes,
One for each time I blamed myself.
Four tears fall in their brethren's tracks, soaking my pillow.
Four tears fall as a child dreams, locked within a hurting soul.
Four tears fall from two tired eyes.
Dreaming of a better past, hoping for a better future, begging for the tears to stop.
No tears fall from two open eyes. She is awake. Numb. Pain is left for the night. Today is just a day.
The world awaits.
thats really sweet, and im sorry to hear about it Ruth, you know i will try and be ther for you on friday, and i hope you dont get too depressed, because id cancel my holiday to stay with you to make sure you are ok, and anyway everything will be ok, trust me, no one can ever truely take her away from you, she will be with you always, in your heart, and in your head, also your mum will forever be in your soul and watching over you, after all, she blessed you with a gift, me! ;) j/k love you my angel!