Lost

I’ll always hold you close and hold you dear

Shed a tear, wish you were here

My love for you has always run deep

The rest of my thoughts will keep

Til we meet in eternal sleep

When I step on into the gloom

You’ll see me on the dark side of the moon

Since being lovers, we felt like kin

Under my skin, I’d be there for anything

Keep feeling waves of despair

That you’ll never be there

(Somehow believed you would

Disillusioned, I misunderstood)

Again

Struggling (not) to care

(too much)

There’s no one there

(lost touch)

No one to share

No longer on the phone

In my dreams, you’re not alone

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Published by cantputaplasteronit

Dealing with the consequences of losing one of my daughters to Social Services 'care', my whole family has been changed forever and the damage is irrevocable.

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