Broken
Torn apart
Tears gushing
Helpless
Lost in a harsh world
Alone
Weeping
At the foot of the cross
Painfully broken
Oh Lord
Please take away
This pain
The feeling of inadequacy
I can’t go on anymore
Missing
Missing
Missing
Missing…
…my son
I am not a mother
My son is not here
I am just an
Empty shell of a woman
Water cascading down my face
Sleep will not come
Just the trembles of a broken
Soul shaking the bed
Forgotten
Lost
Alone
Gulping for air, for life
In between the uncontrollable
Water fall cascading down
Her drawn face of
Pitiful pain
Fighting exhaustion
Weeping
At the foot of the cross
Goodbye world
Alone always..
Desperately alone
It is a broken world! and only through Christ are we made whole. We are empty shells but by God’s grace we have life.much love💞
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