Sitting her in isolation,
I am afraid of my damnation.
It was easy to ignore while I was able to roam,
but covid-19 has me stuck at home.
My Daughter got robbed of the basic things in life,
and watching her suffer is a lifetime of strife.
She has Cerebral Palsy and can't swallow her own spit,
I've looked everywhere, there's no solution to get.
Will I face the truth, will I admit?
It was my fault, that's a hard one to commit.
I pray isolation brings hope to us both,
so that seeing truth ends up bringing us hope.
I hope seeing truth brings changes in me,
changes much needed , then I can see.
I want so bad to be worthy of her,
But when I look back,
it's all just a blur.
Most of all I just want a better life for her.