You ask me how I'm feeling,

but do you really want to know?

he moment I try telling you

You say you have to go

*

How can I tell you,

what it's been like for me

I am haunted, I am broken

By things that you don't see

*

You ask me how I'm holding up,

but do you really care?

The moment I start to speak my heart, You start squirming in your chair.

*

Because I am so lonely,you see,

friends no longer come around,

I'll take the words I want to say And quietly choke them down.

*

Everyone avoids me now, I guess they don't know what to say

They told me I'll be there for you, then turned and walked away.

*

Call me if you need me,

that's what everybody said,

But how can I call and screaminto the phone, My God, my child is dead?

*

No one will let me say the words

I need to say

Why does a mothers grief

scare everyone away?

*

I am tired of pretending my heart hammers in my chest,

I say things to make you comfortable,but my soul finds no rest.

*

How can I tell you things

that are too sad to be told,

of the helplessness of holding a child who in your arms grows cold?

*

Maybe you can tell me,

How should one behave,

who's had to follow their childs casket,watched it perched above a grave?

*

You cannot imagine what it was like f

or me that day

to place a final kiss upon that box,

and have to turn and walk away.

*

If you really love me,

and I believe you do,

if you really want to help me,

here is what I need from you.

*

Sit down beside me,

reach out and take my hand,

Say " My friend, I've come to listen,

I want to understand."

*

Just hold my hand and listen

that's all you need to do,

And if by chance I shed a tear,

it's alright if you do to.

*

I swear that I'll remember till the day

I'm very old,

the friend who sat and held my hand

and let me bare my soul.