What Is Life...?

What is life without my rock?

The thing I stand on when I'm feeling sad

The thing I stand on even when I'm doing bad

The thing I long for during night

Some things are irreplacable 

Designed to never leave 

But  what happens when inevitablity sets in?

Nothing lasts forver

At least that's what we've been told

But what happens when the most important thing goes?

I don't know about you

But after nuzzling on her bosom for as long as I can remember

I can't picture myself detaching

My world would come crashing down

If I din't have my madre.