My Existence
I've always questioned my existence
"Really, why am I here?"
I've been through much sorrow
and shed so many tears.
After my Dad passed away
life has been different for me,
without him around to talk to
my heart is missing the key.
Tears flow down my cheeks
it's God, I've never blamed,
sadness still stirs within me
my heart's been set aflame.
I hope I can go on living
without questioning my existence anymore,
I just want this sadness to stop
so I can finally close the door.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.24/2008
My Existence
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