Losing my children
Without my children I'm lost in the dark.
Everytime I get to see or talk to them I get a spark.
But then when they leave, the spark fades away.
I go back home to face another dreaded day.
After being a stay at home mom for 6 long years,
They got ripped away from me and i drowned in my tears.
The day they got taken, I had given up on hope.
I began to lose control because I was unable to cope.
5 years later, and my babies are still gone.
So I drown in my sorrow until the crack of dawn.
Without my children, I feel I've lost my soul.
I stay depresses and no longer feel whole.
I only feel alive when I see their sweet faces.
I no longer have a reason to be thankful or gracious.
I dream when they grow up, they will come back home.
Until then, my heart will stay hidden in a locked dome.