I miss you so much Granddad,
More than you would know...

I lie on my bed,
These thoughts in my head...

I had the knife,
I slit in deep...

For a moment I had belief,
that this really would all pass...

This Scar shows
My inside pain...

Give me happiness
And I'll take it with delight...

I read the poem through and through,
it took so long to see...