Broken hearted

They say loss gets easier over time
Yet when is that really because.
My heart still aches and cry for
My son who’s now an angel.
Each day it’s as if my life is a
Horrible nightmare and sleep
Is my escape from the pain and
Sorrow I call my life. So when and
How do it really get better because.
Nothing could take his spot in my life
Or my heart.

Yet the biggest question I really wish I wanted
Know why my son will always be unanswered.