Security Blanket

[Wheaton]

My security blanket was always there,

until a few months back

In one fatal day,

it all just went away.

I had no one to talk to.

No neck to cry into.

You just left.

For so many years you were there,

there to dry my tears,

listen to my problems,

without saying a thing back I just felt better.

Your still alive in my dreams,

but then I wake up, and the tears stream again.

Since you died, who has been there to dry my tears,

listen to me as I cry,

listen to what is making me mad.

You weren't there when Whitney died,

you weren't there when i fought with my friend,

you weren't there when they told me Ben may be getting put down.

Where were you this morning, when i needed someone to talk to?

Where were you Saturday, when i needed someone to cry to?

Your not there anymore.

I miss you Sunny.
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