Don't go into that ever dark.
Alone I'll never make it.
Closing those doors I can't control
I'm in a world where I don't fit.
Without your glowing inner smile
I'll be drifting for a long long while.
From that point on I have no meaning.
and my soul is forever keening.
The family is missing what made us whole
it cuts and shreds my inner soul.
I wish I could tell them happy lies
to ease the sadness in our children's eyes.
But I tell them what should never be said.
Mom's not coming home, she's dead.

Thomas A Logsdon 2/12/2016

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