Tortured Soul

Horrible images replay in my mind, I shake my head. Please go away, I don't want you to stay. Why do you haunt me, like you do. I don't need to see, my sweet boy that way. Why do you torture me, with theses images each day. I see them but I know they are not true. My little sweet boy, he's all I have left, He's the light inside my soul. He's the reason to why my broken heart still beats. This boy is the reason why I still breathe. I keep breathing, I keep living. I keep sleeping, sleeping is my torture. Because these images keep replaying. He's lifeless eyes, take the breath from within me. His pale skin, tear's a hole in my heart. I wake screaming no... Don't... Please don't take the only reason, To why I am still alive. I fight the image, every time I close my eyes. He's limp hanging and all I can do is cry. I watch you sleeping peacefully, kiss your head. As a tear falls down my face. And whisper to myself thank god, You're not dead.