The wine bottle is half empty,
But it still doesn’t let me
Forget the painful past.
My cup has stayed full,
As my mind has been pulled
Back to the breath you took last.
So I poor another cup,
As I try to add up
The reasons God took you away.
I’ll keep on drinking,
Until I stop thinking
About that painful day.
My tears just keep falling,
And my life has been stalling.
Tomorrow I’ll get back on track.
But today it still pains me,
That your smile; I can’t see
I only want my mom back.
Danielle Dayney 