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Mamma said there would be days like this
Mum the pain just won't go away,
before you died the sky was blue,
now it's constantly overcast and grey,
I’m left with unsaid things to say to you.
Memories torment me the most,
alone now in the world with no one to cuddle,
a chilled breeze passes through me like a ghost,
standing by your grave my tears form a puddle.
Nights draw in I hear the steely wind shudder,
ravens gather in groups of black I hear them shriek,
I’m adrift on the ocean of life without any rudder,
or if you like without a paddle up the creek.
Mum you were the only one who cared,
no one else really understands,
laughter and life we both duly shared,
alone now I’m left wringing my hands.
Things that remind me of you are all around,
echoes of your footsteps make me twist,
respite from this sadness I have not found,
as long as I breathe you'll be sorely missed.
I just cannot seem to relate to another,
my heart is crushed like a damp flower,
the agony of living without a mother,
makes the honey of life taste really sour.
Strangers pass without any notion,
just a constant moving blur,
I wish I had some fantastic magic potion,
to hide my grief and pretend I didn't care.
The dust of time slowly swirls about,
life around me just spins out of sight,
in the darkness of my dreams I just want to shout,
hoping my mother will tell me it'll be al-right.
Come unto me the reaper who sows my grief,
in the quiet when thoughts abound,
you've taken my mother like a thief,
she left this world without any sound.
Without my mother I no longer feel whole,
my life is a jigsaw cast aside,
return unto me my life my soul,
so in the shadows I no longer have to hide.