The tiny Fragments lay down at My aching feet that scramble. My vacant chest holds nothing but panic. There are no words or phrases that can Express what I’m feeling right now.
I’m struck with grief, guilt and regret. I’m failing. A thousand reasons to give up, but I can’t. I’m a mother. My feelings are null. A dirty girl searching for an answer, a steady hand to hold and a single night’s sleep. Begging to be understood.