If
all the world was mine,
I'd give it this and more.
To see the smiling faces of my loved ones at the door.
I don't need a special day to bring them to my mind.
Or the days that I don't think of them are impossible to find.
This world changes year to year,
bends from day to day.
Never will the ones I love from memory fade away.
And each night when I go home and walk in through the door,
I see my precious memories
on the wall and on the floor.
I see my husband
praying
and wishing I was there.
I see my children crying as they say their evening prayer.
Now I know that I did wrong when I left and went away.
For each mistake I must atone,
a lifetime I must pay.
If I live a hundred years, never will forget.
What I gave my love to and repaid me with regret.
I can't stand the
torture anymore.
So it's best I take my life,
leave behind those I adore.
I beg you God, forgive me what I had to do.
For I couldn't stand another day, the torture