Dear Lord, how will I survive
All the hurt I feel inside?
Loved ones born and loved ones die
Like the tears I shed when I cry.
My family they will never know
I can forgive but I can\'t let go.
My mom wanted ME in her final hour
I walked away like a foolish coward.
And now I live with this awful regret
It is something that I can never forget.
Dear Lord, how will I survive
All the hurt I feel inside.
Shirley Palmer