Lost and Losing

I have been cradled since birth in blood and violence and love and sweetness, I am not going to imagine your death, it is too painful, You Steven are such a big child and even when you looked at me with sickness in your eyes you still radiated love,what I know is that I let you fall again and again. Christ please save me, I am too big of a lost-cause to lose anymore. Please hold those brown eyes up to the sun and keep the warmth there, keep the warmth there, keep the warmth in