When lost

When I was lost, you helped me find my way.
Now you are gone in a life you told me forever you would stay.

Nine months on and it aint getting no easier, people trying so hard to bring back my smile.
I just wish they would stop telling me it will get better after a while.

But they forget Ive already lost my Mum two years later I did not expect this to come.

I can no longer bare this pain thats building up inside.
Everynight nine months solid I have cried.

I have nothing left inside but hate,
I just wished it was me who died if
it had been my fate.

I still expect you to come through my door.
I need to face facts this wont happen no more.

When my phone rings I expect it is you.
Then I get a grip on reality and
remember this wont be true.