" It's funny how we don't appreciate being alive until we look death it's eyes and it smiles right at us. There's nothing worse than walking hand in hand with death while you watch your loved ones breaking their back trying to pull you back with no luck; only for them to slowly slip into darkness trying to save you.
The fear in their eyes.
The words that they say.
The tears they drop on your cheeks,
as they pray that you get another day.
What worse can a loving mother hear than her son whispering ' I am sorry. I do not know you' "
That's a snippet from my book "Tears on my horizon"
I'm still thinking about whether I should post it on here or not, but I just wanted to share a little bit with you guys.