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| You Want To Understand |
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| You say to me, "It's been years, |
| when will your grieving end?" |
| "Why can't you be happy like you |
| once were, my friend?" |
| If you really want an answer, |
| though, |
| I wonder if you really do, |
| I'll take you deep inside me, |
| where sadness dims the view. |
| First, my "friend" for your sake |
| come close and take my hand. |
| And we will pray that what I share |
| you won't have to understand. |
| The me you once knew is no more, |
| it died with my child. |
| A voice was stilled forever, yet, |
| the echo drives me wild. |
| I barely survived the first months, |
| coping was a dreadful task. |
| I'd tell you I was fine |
| while sobbing behind my mask. |
| If I talked about my child |
| you turned away in fear. |
| You couldn't stand to see me cry, |
| nor would you share my tears. |
| I wanted you to speak of him, please, |
| won't you say his name. |
| But you pretend he never was, |
| so he died over and over again. |
| Oh, I see you're uncomfortable, |
| you no longer want my hand, |
| so as it was before we talked |
| my "friend", you don't want to |
| understand. |
| author unknown |
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