Songs About Grief Novels & Stories

Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul And it's the only thing that I know, know I swear it will get easier Remember that with every piece of ya Hmm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die Hmm, we keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts were never broken And time's forever frozen, still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone And if you hurt me

Ito ang mga salitang una palang ay gusto ko ng marinig mula sa kanya pero dapat ba akong maging masaya dahil malaya na ako o dapat umiyak nalang dahil iiwan na niya ako o magpasalamat sa kanya dahil makakasama ko na ang bestfriend ko. I'm stuck with writing songs just to forget So I'll sing this song to you for the last time and my heart is torn in two thinking of days spent without you and there is nothing left to prove.. //////////

Napapikit nalang ako at tinuloy ang kanta. Ganon ang naging routine ko sa araw-araw. Dito ako sa chapel naliligo, tanging tinapay at tubig ang iniinom ko at sa gabi ay kakantahan at iiyakan siya That's how I grieve. Just like what he wanted until in his last day of funeral we're alone, no friends and staffs from his company came, even manang didn't know. Standing in front of his coffin, I put the mic in my lips as I sang the last song

I have a personal made Koto with my name engraved on the side, and one lovely Chinese Zither. Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when September ends Ring out the bells again Like we did when spring began Wake me up when September ends Pwede bang i-move na lang ang birthday ko? Para hindi ako nakakaramdam ng lungkot ngayon? I was trying real hard not to cry. I really am trying my best. Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are As my memory rests

Humugot ako ng malalim na hininga tsaka pinunasan ang mga luha saking pisngi bago inayos ang sarili sa harap ng salamin. I tried wiping this damn tears but it keeps on coming out of my eyes. God! Hindi pa ba na uubos 'to? For the last time, nag punas ako mata bago nag pasyang umalis sa restroom. Maingay pa rin dahil sa sikat na bandang kumakanta. Lahat ng tao abala at aliw na aliw sa acoustic version ng Lost stars na pinapatugtog

catastrophe id rather we be dead to each other no eulogies said for each other no rest and peace's the memorys get my chest in pieces im prayi'n that your eyes are the first to go the way they looked when you smiled the way they opened and closed then your nose every single breath against my neck and then your lips every empy promise made and said please fade fade to black please fade fade to black but the nightmares comeback chorus because your eyes ,nose,lips every look and every breath ,every kiss still got me dyin still got me cryin 2×chorus **************** muntik ko ng hindi nasagot ang tawag sa akin sa sobrang pagkawili ko sa ring tone ng cellphone ko.. nakakatouch kasi ang pagkakarap

Singing for his daughter's death anniversary that even him, he doesn’t have the guts to remember that day or even mentioning his family to other people, because he knows how asshole he was too them. Are your days filled With love and light? This girl just made him realize how he missed his daughter so much, and how broken and lonely he was after her death and after his marriage is fell apart, causing him to lose the love of his life, Risa, his ex-wife. Is there music? Is there Art and invention?

Kung hindi dahil sa akin hindi sana siya nagkagano'n. I'm such a badluck and a burden. Now I understand why my name was made like this. Agony will be always my twin for life that brought grief within me. Mas mabuti na sigurong mag-isa nalang ako habang buhay para walang madamay sa kamalasan ko. If staying away from them means saving their lives from misfortune, then It'll be blissful grief. Being alone will serve as my blissful grief.

Pakiramdam niya ay nag-iisa na lamang siya ulit, sayang naman ang mga kuwento niya tungkol sa isang suntukan ng mga manginginom, pangbabakod ng mga junior high school at iba pa. "Mabuti naman at gising ka na crying lady, try mo magpaalam minsan para naman hindi ako malungkot. Pakiramdam ko pinipiga yung puso ko eh." Tumawa siya kahalo ng lungkot at panghihinayang.

“Simula ng mamatay ang anak natin. 10 months na pala.” I can see the sudden change of his facial expression. The grief emotion is in his eyes. He walk towards me. “Hindi ko alam, I’m sorry.” He pull my head and hug me. Now I’m facing his chest. “I’m sorry, baby.” I don’t know why he’s sorry. Hindi ko rin naman kasi nasabi sa kaniya ang petsa ng pagkawala ni Wendel. “Why are you sorry? Sabay nalang tayo pumunta ng simbahan ngayon.” I hugged him back.