"I lost my child today. People came to weep and cry, as I just sat and stared, dry eyed. They struggled to find words to say, to try and make the pain go away, I walked the floor in disbelief, I lost my child today. I lost my child last month. Most of the people went away, some still call and some still stay. I wait to wake up from this dream. This can't be real. I want to scream. Yet everything is locked inside, God, help me, I want to die. I lost my child last month. I lost my child last year. Now people who had come, have gone. I sit and struggle all day long. To bear the pain so deep inside. And now my friends just question, Why? Why does this father not move on? Just sits and sings the same old song. Good heavens, it has been so long. I lost my child last year. Time has not moved on for me. The numbness it has disappeared. My eyes have now cried many tears. I see the look upon your face, "He must move on and leave this place." Yet I am trapped right here in time. The song?s the same, as is the rhyme. I lost my child... Today. "