devoted wife, loving daughter
living in harmony
reality came around
I remember I cried when my wife died
never wishing to hide the tears
and at eight years old
my daughter, God rest her soul
couldn't understand why
the trustworthy person she loved deeply
had been taken
leaving her heart so badly broken
despite encouragement from me
no words were ever spoken
and when she passed away
i cried and cried all day
cutting me into little pieces
shattered
talk about God and His mercy
for if He does exist
why did He desert me
in my hour of need
i truly am indeed
nobody
