My Prison of Pain
My body has become
a prison of pain
Where life once begun
only agony remains
stuck in a nightmare
with no one to wake me
My memories alive all around me
Mocking my tears for what used to be
Longing to return to the days that have passed
Desperate to escape what shouldn’t be
Yearning for my Stolen
Loved with joy so blissfully
Gifts from God in Heaven
Made by myself and Mine truly
From the Garden of Eden
To Satan’s Jubalee
On my knees grieving
To the Heavens I plea
Silence is broken by a desperate scream
Oh dear GOD PLEASE
give them back to me!
I've been a mom over half of my life, and was really good at it. Then my six beautiful kids were stolen by our government. This is me, trying to cope and not become lost in the wasteland that is now my soul
Monday, December 7, 2015
My Prison of Pain
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