It’s raining like the day you went away,
although I am soaked I want to stay.
My hands are cold and the flowers I hold are wet,
and as I stand here I only feel regret.
I feel sorry for everything bad I ever said,
and I have no clue as to what lies ahead.
The rain hides my tears and the sadness I feel inside,
but my misery has nowhere to hide.
It walks with me and consume my life like you once had,
now I just walk in silence making myself go mad.
Your words I can never hear anymore,
and my life seems like an open sore.
My emotions, like my life are twisted in pain,
and the future I see ahead seems in vane.
I wish you were here to help me with this mess,
for the bills are stacked up and our children are gone and I can’t cope I must confess.
I will be here tomorrow, same time and same place,
for this is the only way I can be close to your grace.
Your picture I had put on where you rest,
I tried to do everything you asked, I did my best.
Here are your favorite flowers I guess its time for me to go,
but know love my life without you is a constant woe.
Sleep for that is all I can say,
for I will be with you soon I pray.
