Stains and Stories

Tainted Soul

The death of my heart ,

Was just the mere start ,

The twinge of pain inside

Is something that I desperately try to hide

My soul is aflame ,

And there is no one to blame ,

They say that time will heal ,

But , that fails to restrain what I feel ,

Then , I hear his voice speaking to me ,

It says , "Mama , hold on ,"

"I am still not gone ,"

"It's hard , I know"

"But , you have to hold on "

"Why miss my departure,"

"When you can relieve memories we created"

I look to the skies,

With faint cries,

Asking why he should have died ,

When I could have been the one ,

All that I had is now gone,

The very one that lit the house,

Is now the shadow of sorrow ,

Oh , he had much to see ,

So much to explore,

I miss his talks ,

Chide myself for ever been harsh with him ,

With tears that dried,

I carry the pain inside ,

With a smile to reassure,

All that grieve ,

Then , I hear his voice speaking to me ,

It says , "Mama , hold on ,"

"To the memories we made ,"

"For I shall always remember your fervent kisses to my forehead,"

"For I shall always smile at your lullabies, your anger or how you brightened my day "

"Mama, be strong , "

"Don't give up , "

"For our memories are the only to hold in a world so cold"

Even as I breathe , I am dying

When I smile , my heart weeps,

And even as I live , a part of me is snatched away for eternity

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A/N : I really can't imagine what would it be to have this sorrow befall on anyone .

How would it feel?</3

And the only blank in my mind now is what would be the next I write.