You ask me how I’m feeling
But do you really want to know?
The moment that I try to tell you
You say you have to go.
How can I tell you
What it’s like for me
I’m haunted, I am broken
You start squirming on your chair.
Because I am lonely
You see, no one comes around.
I’ll take the words I want to say
And quietly choke them down.
Everyone avoids me now
Because they don’t know what to say
They tell me I’ll be there for you
Then turn and walk away.
Call me if you need me now
That’s what everyone said
But how can I call you and
scream into the phone
My God, My child is dead.
No one will let me
Say the words I need to say
Why does a Mother’s grief
Scare everyone away?
I’m tired of pretending
As my heart pounds in my chest
I say things to make you comfortable
But my soul, it finds no rest.
How can I tell you things
That are too sad to be told
Of the helplessness of holding a child
Who in your arms grows cold.
Maybe you can tell me
How should one behave
Who’s had to follow their child’s casket
Watched it perched above a grave.
You cannot imagine
What it was like for me that day
To place a final kiss upon that box
And have to walk away.
If you really love me
And I believe you do
If you really want to help me
Here’s what I need from you.
Sit down beside me
Reach out, and take my hand
Say – My friend I’ve come to listen
I want to understand.
Just hold my hand and listen
That’s all you need to do
And if by chance, I shed a tear
It’s alright if you do too.
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