All alone in my skin.
Clutching fists again.
Blood shot eyes.
Confronting my demise.
Rocking back and fourth.
Feelings of heading North.
To where land touches sky.
Could I possibly say goodbye?
You my Little Red are my anchor.
My beloved daughter my mentor.
You teach me unconditional love.
A thing I once knew nothing of.
Here I shall remain doing my best.
Holding our love close to my chest.
I miss you more and more every day.
How much more pain do I have to pay?