Alone and Hurting
by Rebecca Kelly
Stephen Quinn 2007
Alone and hurting
And no one seems to see
That the pain I feel is alive and real
The scars are visible
For everyone to see
But no one takes the time to notice
Poor little old me.
Two years and five months now
and no one seems to care
But Stephen, you've gone more distance now
It's like you're not even there.
I miss the strength you once gave me
And the hand that caught my tears.
I'm feeling all alone now
As I grow wiser through the years.
The scars inside my heart grow deeper
And the wounds don't seem to heal
My friends don't see me breaking down
I just don't know how to feel.
"Move on," they say,
"He can't hear your criess
But somehow, some way, Stephen,
I know we haven't said goodbye.
God cannot help me
Nor do I think he wants to.
He took you from me.
We could not save you,
No matter how hard we tried.
God had set his goal
And made us say Goodbye.
Seventeen years young
Taken from loved ones
Cancer it got you,
And now were left with the bullet wound.
I hate him for this, God, I mean
No point in praying
When my faith is questioning.
God I miss you so much
Loved you were
Stephen don't grow distant from me,
I need you here and there.
I feel lost, alone and broken
With blood across my hands
The pieces don't seem to fit anymore.
I'm sinking in quicksand.
Pray for me, Stephen, to get through these next few months.
Alone and Hurting, all I need is love.