I'll never forget the day...
The day I wore my nice black dress,
While I watch them lie my grandpa down to rest.
I'll never forget the day my mother told me he was gone.
How hard it was not to cry in front of her struck face.
I tried to be strong and say it was ok, even though it wasn't.
I will never understand why everyone was dressed in there best,
So many things I still don't get,
To me everything was just one big mess.
I shall remember this feeling the rest of my years.
I will never forget walking down that desolate path to the casket.
Seeing all the crying , hurt, and water fall of tears.
I tried my best not to give in, thinking I was strong enough after going through so much.
Never would I have thought my grandpa could of gave up so easily and quickly.
I couldn't take much more of this , almost to the point of breaking.
So I walk up to that slick metal box covered in flowers,
Just thinking to myself it will all be over in a few hours.
I held his cold dead hands looking at his pale flesh.
Only smiling at the smirk on his face.
Reminiscing on all the things we did and didn't get to do yet.
Remembering all the promises we made to each other,
Just knowing that we would never make another.
Maybe I was a little angry at God for taking him away,
or maybe I was mad at myself for not visiting longer on his last day.
I was happy though that he wasn't suffering,
It's just now I know that he is nothing,
Only a memory, but something very special.
So I stood there the longest at the dreadful box,
Angry at the world, Angry at my family for the things they did, well in this case didn't do.
Angry at God and myself for not being able to change a thing.
It could of just been regret, maybe one day I will know.
But, what I do know is the image is burned in my mind.
That one last kiss I gave him on the cheek,
That one last hug goodbye...
The pain I went through watching that casket shut,
Hearing that song play with those perfect lyrics.
Hating every moment of it.
Then the time came when I had to walk into that cemetery of sadness again.
Staring down at that granite rock just wishing and hoping for the last time.
People comforting me only made it worse,
But I guess it only helped let everything out.
I learned it's not wise to keep those feelings locked up inside.
I felt a deep dark hole in my heart, myself slowly fading away.
I quit sports , drawing, and everything I did to make him proud.
Angry for not grasping his help to be my teacher.
Shutting myself away from everyone, not caring about a thing.
I will always remember and never forget this day...
The day I lost him, the day I lost everything,
The day I lost even myself...
So I sing this song, words of wisdom he made for me, the lyrics he once sang hiself...
Do not fret over the past,
For the past is the past.
Cherish all your memories
And never be last.
Hope for tomorrow,
But live for today.
Life is worth it,
No matter the troubles,
You get stronger along the way.
Life is worth it ...Oh so worth it...
Life is worth it...Oh so worth it...
I'll never forget today, the day you died a while back.
I won't forget today , the day I found myself .
I'll never forget that funeral, or that song.
I never want to know why...Why?
It keeps me living and makes me strong.
I have to go now..I must stop fretting over the past.
I'll take all that I know and have learned.
Thankyou now its time for me to go on.
