Now he would lay
In peace of white,
Still, as if there was no life
To be alive he once as was
And used to call
me of my petty name.
Oh, how it kills me
To think
I will never hear it again
Form his lips,
I sink in pain
Of how he never
Will call me love
Or kiss my hand,
And make me the princess of this world.
He won’t caress my head
No more,
Or watch caravan with me
Won’t tell me to eat as much as I please
He won’t be there sitting
On his seat,
the grandest of it all
And never will I bring him his snacks again
Oh god!
Please numb me of this pain
Please numb me of this pain.
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