SilentlyLovnHim
06-14-2001, 07:21 PM
I sit here by candle light and softly weep;
My thoughts are lost in a pain so deep.
He's gone;
And I'll never again feel this alone.
Pain and hurt,they are mere words too weak;
For nothing can tell of the agony that no voice can speak.
His scent still lingers on the pillows and bed;
His clothes and his things deny he's really dead.
Everywhere I look;
There's a part of him that wasn't took.
Yet for all his things,he himself is not here;
And right now my blood runs cold from that fear.
I don't know how I'll ever live through this night;
I don't know how anything could ever again be allright.
Oh God, Why ...
Why did he have die?
I wrote this after my husband died, he was only 24...We had both been really young and had married early...His death was the second hardest thing I've ever had
to live through and with..the worst being our second son,Douglas 2 years earlier..
But death can never destroy or take away the love that lives inside us forever.
My thoughts are lost in a pain so deep.
He's gone;
And I'll never again feel this alone.
Pain and hurt,they are mere words too weak;
For nothing can tell of the agony that no voice can speak.
His scent still lingers on the pillows and bed;
His clothes and his things deny he's really dead.
Everywhere I look;
There's a part of him that wasn't took.
Yet for all his things,he himself is not here;
And right now my blood runs cold from that fear.
I don't know how I'll ever live through this night;
I don't know how anything could ever again be allright.
Oh God, Why ...
Why did he have die?
I wrote this after my husband died, he was only 24...We had both been really young and had married early...His death was the second hardest thing I've ever had
to live through and with..the worst being our second son,Douglas 2 years earlier..
But death can never destroy or take away the love that lives inside us forever.