She shuts her eyes but is unable to cry
No release for the piling pain
Her hearts intent on what her soul wont allow
She forbids herself from the only man that moves her
A crack in an unbreakable armor of a mothers love
Her son is the source of life & meaning
Torn within she is bound to her ken
She fights but the numbness is subduing
Everyday she dies with a smile on her face
Knowing she will never feel complete
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Sadness
The choices in life especially when young can determine our future greatly. Such sadness spoken of in this fine piece of writing touches me deeply. For I see my mother, young and unhappy because of a bad choice in men
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how sad. I lost my mother a while back and what you wrote here is pretty much how I felt for her. The emotions were flowing through my fingers writing about her memory. I am glad I read this piece, it helped me to let my own mother go and rest in peace.
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