And today,
The night settled in her day
And when the morning came
T'was still too dark for her to rise
So she cried a little more
Because the smallest coffin is always the heaviest!

Cuddled in the warmth of her breasts
A cloud gathered up in her eyes
Watching her little girl slip away
So she cried a little more
Because the smallest coffin is always the heaviest!

The world crumbled right before her
Her heart crying, her eyes bleeding
She knew she'll never know rest
So she cried a little more
Because the smallest coffin is always the heaviest.

They say pain is a game
Why then is she in overtime?
The thoughts of what might have been
The memories knocked the winds out of her
So she cried a little more
Because the smallest coffin is always the heaviest!

Missing her little girl comes in waves
And today, she was drowning
It felt like a summer without sunshine
A winter without snow
So she cried a little more
Because the smallest coffin is always the heaviest!
@Sophie R.