Sometimes I just
For I'm no
longer a child, nor can I ever be again.
as I try to stand day to day, I shake.
fall to my knees and look up, I look for something I can't find any
I'm weaker than a new born.
how can I care for myself, let alone anyone else.
How can I find my
Is it still
Or did it pass away when the sun
fell on that cold Winters night?