If truth be told, I laid awake
For most the night it seems,
No sandman came to visit me
And whisk me off to dreams.
I've felt it build the last few nights,
Sub-conscience must have known,
The thoughts I block from active mind,
This date engraved in stone.
I look upon the calendar
And see an empty space,
A date that holds the sorrows
Time can simply not erase.
To some, it's just another day,
No real significance,
They'll go about their same routine
As always, in a trance.
I ponder how this date will
Simply carry on it's way,
While every year my life will halt
Upon this very day.
I'll try to smile and forge ahead,
Pretend that I'm alright,
And hide the tears I save by day
To let them fall at night.
No one can truly understand
The depths of feelings wrought,
Within the heart of sorrow's song,
Lest in these shoes, you've walked.