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My mother was so lovely Looked after us so well Read stories by the firelight Toasting fork to hand Always there to tuck us in And sing a lullaby All cosy warm and cosseted Made special By my...
El calor del Sol no era lo suficientemente sofocante como para buscar refugio debajo de la suave sombra de una palmera, y aunque lo hubiera sido, por lo menos desde el punto donde yo estoy, no se...
I was reading one of my favourite book series' again a little while ago and, I know this isn't my own work, but I thought I'd share this part with you all because I thought it was such a good bit.
Characters - dad, Eliza and Molly Eliza: daddy where's mummy. Dad: (whisper) she's gone baby girl Molly: where she go daddy.
A loving mother, With three kids, In a car crash, Except one,they live. A baby girl, Months of only eight, Went to heaven, And a smile on her face.
This one is less of a memory, and more of a song that we used to listen to. When I listen back to it now though, I can't help but pick up on its relevance now he's dead.
Have you in my heart. Even though, you're up there with god. I miss you now. Wanna give you a hug and smile. Almost in tears. You're beside me. Such a wonderful man. I know you'd love to see.
Word, cord, letter and note, This is the magic of what we wrote.
Words cannot express What I feel for her Lost her baby girl She was a mother Girl of five months Should've lived long But after the accident She was long gone I cant imagine How they told The...
To mark the transition between the 11th and 12th month anniversaries of Nate's death, I decided whilst somewhere over France that I'd write down a memory every day this month.
He got his way. Somehow, some way, Liam convinced my parents to bury me in Rathduff, where my three remaining grandparents lived. He knew I'd love to be away from the bad memories.
The lights go out. As the world collides. I can't feel the pain. I feel nothing inside. Nothing but tears. The ones that you left. I hear as they echo. With your final breath.
You stand gazing into me, I see your face for the first time, Yet it is not smiling, Tears flowing steadily from agitated eyes And I see something broken within you, We are standing so close But are...
I hear your voice. In the distance. A sudden cry for help. I run towards your crying plea. I'm sorry for the hand you've been dealt. I promised to keep you safe. But I feel I may be just too late.
I ran home. There was nothing left to do. As I walked up the driveway, I heard arguing. My parents. Even when I was dead, they couldn't stop arguing. I paused outside. "LISTEN TO ME NOW, REBECCA.
11 months ago, my beautiful boyfriend Nate passed away.
Note: Sorry for the delay.. Loads going on. I couldn't face seeing my parents. No way. I took a last glance at Liam's crying form and walked out the door. I didn't know what was happening. I was...
She was on the hospital bed, And I was far away, Thinking in my head, If she could any longer stay.
Death flashes before our eyes,. Someone telling horrifying lies,. A murder with a knife or gun,. Just because they think it's fun,. A place of fighting and a war,.
I paint black On black, Layers of Watercolour, Acrylic , Gloss, Matt, Building up An image Of all I've lost, A portrait of The crushing Hole, The numbness Of my soul, The charred Embers, ashes, Of a...
Softly strumming music. A quiet soothing lullaby. The violin plays to the babe lying in the cradle. Encapsulating the adoration of life and memories contained in the new photos placed around the room.
Nick's POV. My sister, Lilly was murdered 4 years ago at age 14. I don't like talking about it. I don't like thinking about it either. The bench just reminded me of the time we hung out here.
I feel like there's so much to say. But how do I show it that way. I'm Trippin over stones. When people are breaking bones. I'm falling to sleep yet people don't have anything to eat.
Tears run down my cheeks. It's been so long. Since I have cried. From when you were gone. My body heaves. Uncontrollable tears. Trailing down my cheeks. From facing fears. Salty tears on my tongue.