You ask me how I'm feeling,

but do you really want to know?

The moment I try telling you

You say you have to go

How can I tell you,

what it's been like for me

I am haunted, I am broken

By things that you don't see

You ask me how I'm holding up,

but do you really care?

The moment I start to speak my heart,

You start squirming in your chair.

Because I am so lonely,you see,

friends no longer come around,

I'll take the words I want to say

And quietly choke them down.

Everyone avoids me now,

I guess they don't know what to say

They told me I'll be there for you,

then turned and walked away.

Call me if you need me,

that's what everybody said,

But how can I call and screaming to the phone,

My God, my child is dead?

No one will let me say the words

I need to say

Why does a mothers grief

scare everyone away?

I am tired of pretending

my heart hammers in my chest

I say things to make you comfortable

but my soul finds no rest

How can I tell you things

that are too sad to be told

of the helplessness of holding 

a child who in your arms grows cold?

Maybe you can tell me

How should one behave

who's had to follow their childs casket

watched it perched above a grave

You cannot imagine what it was like

for me that day

to place a final kiss upon that box

and have to turn and walk away

If you really love me

and I believe you do

if you really want to help me

here is what I need from you

Sit down beside me

reach out and take my hand

Say " My friend, I've come to listen

I want to understand."

Just hold my hand and listen

that's all you need to do

And if by chance I shed a tear,

it's alright if you do too... 

I swear I'll remember 

till the day Im very old 

the friend who sat and held my hand 

so I could bare my soul..