I talk for you to listen not for you to respond no bond can fix the mix of emotions that swirl through my very being .

They become uncomfortable from my pain I know it the grief to blame , yet they tell you to speak in times where you feel bleak as the memories are yours to keep .

Are you sure , There isn’t a cure ?

You stop taking but the words of others stumble out without a doubt they want to help . you can’t change this feeling of being lost no money can substitute the cost of living without you !

But your voice trembles no longer able to ring to hear your laugh that very thought makes your heart sting even more because I know you’re not going to walk through that door .

My soul scream your name as all joy is doomed don’t you see people staring but not really caring .