The tears flow strongly

Yet the pain still sears my heart

5 years past his death

12 years have gone past

Do you think they remember

Or just lost to time

Art comes in all forms

Words, pictures, sound and movements

Yet i achieve none

Pen goes to paper

Thoughts come and go but none stay

Pen is layed down

What is life's meaning

If all alone with regrets

And no one to hold

I loved him dearly

From birth through to his demise

He stayed by my side

i am trying hard,

so i put pen to paper,

to release and end.

faith is what keeps me

it keeps me from breaking down

under life's struggles.

so many tears shed,

so many tears yet unshed,

my cries.. still unheard.

the injustices,

life's constant injustices,

never ending pain.