Hesitant and uncertain she walks alone,
never quite knowing which
path she should take.
Her heart barely beats, whilst her
eyes convey untold anguish to those
who take time to look her way.
For she never truly understood
grief and heartbreak;
not really.
Every single second is painted
red, weeping for the loss she
suffered, pleading with God to
allow her to understand
why He felt the need to
punish her this way.
For, she lost her one true
love, the joy of her heart
the reason for the smiles
and laughter, only now she
no longer laughs.
Broken. One big ball of
cliche is what she's
become, succumbing to
her grief, never moving
forward and she knows now,
that only one thing is
certain, without a doubt
and that's that destiny
is uncertain and tomorrow
may never come.
She'd give anything to
see one more smile, hear one
last innocent giggle
and those cherished words
of I love you.
She'd give away material
belongings, live forever alone
willingly suffocate in despair
if it meant she could hold
him within her arms
and close to her heart
one last time.
To hear "I love you, mummy."
She'd give absolutely anything.
Line used "destiny is uncertain and tomorrow may not come"
