Sometimes

Sometimes it hurts,
to watch what you love die,
sometimes I listen,
and try not to cry.
Not until you're gone,
do I let myself free,
as I sit here shaking under an elm tree.

Sometimes I wish,
that you were still here,
sitting next to me,
trying to make me cheer.
I used to laugh,
Now a hole has consumed and I
l'll never be free.

Sometimes it hurts,
but I'll never be free,
not for all these scars,
that cover me.
Never Again I say,
I wish I meant it,
because I still wish we were together today.