Have you ever seen a grown man break down and cry,
because hes to tired to try,
and hide behind his pride and lies,
hes to weak to move,
but hes got nothing to prove,
hes strong enough to weep,
and not reach for easy relief,
his grief is tearing him apart,
his head tells him "one life and one heart,
dont bother to depart, your still right at the start"
this man is me and i grieve,
in no higher power do i believe,
with no rest for my mind,
happiness seems very hard to find,
i'll miss you forever,
with every day my thoughts are with you,
even though i can not hear you or see you,
you will live on within me,
through my blood and my memory.
I wrote that for my grandad.
28/08/32 - 06/06/08
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