Don't Rush Me
Please, I beg you my friend, don't rush me
You can't know my pain, you see
After many years now, I still grieve
But what is normal for a mother bereaved
My entire life is upside down and changed
I am confused and completely disarranged
I understand you are very concerned
But you can't know what I have learned
Please, I beg you my friend, don't rush me
I may be grieving for more years, you see
I too wish I was not in this haunting pain
Yet, I won't let my child die in vain
Please don't say her death was meant to be
Can you imagine how your comment hurts me
To give up a child to death is the worst loss
We will protect our children at any cost
You can't possibly know what is best for me
If I choose to merely exist in life, let me be
Please, I beg you my friend, don't rush me
I'm uncomfortable and out of place, you see
The grieving process is different for everyone
I may be grieving until my life is done
Please don't say my child is in a better place
My child is not with me and what a disgrace
On weekends I like staying home most of the time
so don't judge me harshly, please be kind
Many days, I may choose to watch movies all day long
Don't criticize me as if I am doing something wrong
Yes there are many undone household chores
But I simply don't worry as I once did before
I must find solitude in my own way
So I fall to my knees and then I pray
Please, I beg you dear friend, don't rush me
I am moving at my own pace since the tragedy
I love you, dear friend, so please pay attention
I encourage your support but don't be afraid to listen
I have lived many years without my child
To say I don't fit in anywhere is putting it mild.
In the Bible, Job's friends didn't understand his grief
But Job knew only in God alone, he would find relief
Please I beg you my friend, don't rush me
I must go through this pain to heal, you see
I surely don't want you to ever walk this terrifying path
It is impossible for you to actually feel my wrath
After my child's death, an unfamiliar life was here to stay
There are no correct answers except God is with me everyday
I have heard so many comments and sometimes I cry
Family and friends are helpless, but feel they must try
Only the power of God shall give me peace
I pray my heartbreaking grief to someday cease
How can I stop my grieving after many years
I rather doubt I will ever dry my tears
Crying helps relieve the unbearable pain
But to cry in public offends others, then brings me shame
Please, I beg you my friend, don't rush me
I am a mother, but always a mother bereaved
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