today would have been my son's birthday, but he died 7 week old
I cant put into words just how much Im missing him.
he was so tiny, and delicate. I didnt even get chance to hold him.
he was born 3 month prem, on 3,1,2005 and spent a full month on steroide's to speed up his growth.
my heart bleeds in agony...
with in 6-7 month me and his mum parted company I couldnt face her, she died inside to and started to sleep around and take drugs.
that was to much to try understand even tho I loved her so much.
Ive been single since.
and the problem is I need some arm's right at this moment. but my life is barren and bare so cold lonly and isolated.
and I have to cope alone, my Ex dont she shacked up with a younger guy.
so she's fine !
but what about Me, I seem to have become invisible.
where is the love ... what is compassion, is there such thing as empathy.
Im real, Im hurting, and so very missunderstood.
if I could describe myself at the moment with a song It would be theives in the temple, by prince
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