I've held on so long to the memories
but now the memories are beginning to fall asleep
I look for ways to keep it all alive, but in his eyes
I have died....and he didn't even give me a funeral...
He cremates me daily, piece by piece...leaving ME to
bottle my own tears,vulnerable and weak......He's
invisible to my wants, my needs, my heart my soul...
but here I am still, trying to hold on to nothing..
