by sdrarKildare, Dublin, Ireland
Jun 2012 519 Views 4 comments
Missing Me
My many memories come to haunt... in sleepful hours
I lie awake..to think.. reflect.. and wish
Somehow..I could change it..and start again.
Sins are hard to forgive...I have hurt you..
I am sorry..so sorry..you were always true.
Needing me always more than I ever needed you
God help me..I need you now.
Mother...I am sorry..I lost the script
Every day I miss you...and then I miss me.
I lie awake..to think.. reflect.. and wish
Somehow..I could change it..and start again.
Sins are hard to forgive...I have hurt you..
I am sorry..so sorry..you were always true.
Needing me always more than I ever needed you
God help me..I need you now.
Mother...I am sorry..I lost the script
Every day I miss you...and then I miss me.
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Posted: Jun 2012
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