You have left me down on the rough ground
The hard stones are digging in my soft skin
I am crying because you went to the above, now you are not round
Without you being here. Again, how can I begin?
I miss you my love, I hope you’re partying with all the angels
I can imagine you in your golden throne
Singing with your angelic voice with the beautiful bells
Whilst I am laying here outside on the hard stone
Sobbing my heart out, drowning in my own tears
My soul is shattered into pieces and shards
I have been through this again and again, I miss you my dear
Now you’re not here anymore, people are staring at me in my yard
Baby, I love you and miss you so much
The jagged stone is drawing my blood where I am laying
I miss your body and your beautiful touch
In this state that I am in. Is it worth praying?