No Monsters Allowed
I told my mom there is a monster under my bed
and she tells me it's all in my head.
What about the one coming through my wall?
Or the one I hear stomping down the hall?
They said time would ease the pain.
Every day I still feel the same.
I wake every morning reaching for you,
My pillow soaked with my tears like the morning dew.
I lost my wife to breast cancer on July 12, 2016. We were married for 45 years. We took her to the best hospital in Pakistan, and at one stage we thought we had beaten it for good. But it...