I find it amusing my pain upsets you
It makes you cringe, roll your eyes you do.

I am sorry I lost something so precious to me
The importance of this is something you cant see

I am sorry I bore you with my poems and tales
And I go on and on about the why what’s and how’s.

Uncomfortable is not how I mean to make you feel
But by not talking I will never heal

I cant hide my pain to make you feel  nice and fine
Your day may be bright but my sun no longer shines

I don’t need you to hold me nor tell me kind things
Just respect that it was my baby who grew his wings

My pain will stay long after your pity has gone
My world has ended it will always feel wrong

Time has no place for a mummy in pain
Remember my life will never be the same

When you get bored listening to my fears
Remember the tiny coffin that brought on YOUR tears.