Lieing here with the old picture of you next to my bed.
curiosity running wild through my head,
from finding out all the secrets that were not known to my mind.
secrets of you i didn't want to believe.
they seem to me as though they could never be true,
why would someone i love so deeply do something i refuse to believe.
can you tell me the truth, this cant be it,
i have tried to ask you before but the questions come out as lies.
how is this so hard,
how is this so difficult!?
is it really that hard to explain what happened all those years ago,
what happened that day?
What made you do such a stupid thing.
why would your mind be so blank,
blank towards the possibilities and concerns of your actions.
maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but somewhere down the line!
did you ever think of the difficulties this would one day five your children?
or the hardships they will have to go through?
all because of that one reckless decision you made that ruined your life in a matter of seconds.
couldn't you have thought differently?
So I'm lieing here with the old picture here beside my bed. the last picture of you,
cherishing it forever.
