I have heard that pain eludes with time
And time I know brings nothing back
Everything just passes by, but I still sit here
Hoping and waiting it brings you back.
I am weak sheltered in these thoughts
where when it rains, the roof falls off
And hits me with greater pain, that all
we have now are just memories,
Beautiful-sad memories.
You remember the road leading to the mall
where we take long walks on?
I dread those paths now, the lanes seem
to be asking about you and screaming out your name
If I could sum up mum's tears to resurrect you
A thousand replica of just you, we would get.
Forgive me, illusions are what I have as consolations
I only wish I could share them with mum, but everything said about you
is an ocean of tears to mop off her face.
Home is lifeless now, with less words spoken
I feel all our frames are hung on the wall
like a museum for people to see our pain
but I hope like I've heard that this pain
eludes with time.