If i could go back into time
I would go back to that night
When I got the phone call to come to the hospital
I had a choice to go or stay
but instead i kept getting high
I hate myself for wanting to get high rather than saying i love you before your last breath of air.
A part of me hasn't even realized that your gone.
When I think about you, I can't feel that your gone.
I can only imagine the pain i bare because your not there anymore.
Not having you is like not having a big part of my life.
You were the only one who could make me smile and laugh when i felt like the world was falling on me.
You were,
You were the joy and light in my life
You were,
You were my grandmother...
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