Mar 12 • General discussion
The Emptiness
Trying to get through every day
Thinking there's a better way
To soothe this aching in her heart
If only her soul weren't torn apart
To fill a hole left by your death
The painful memory of your last drawn breath
A mother's pain, her tears are real
She prays to God that she won't feel
She loves like only a mother can
All she wants is to understand
She knows from experience that day won't come
The emptiness is there till she goes Home.
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The Emptiness
