Pain

A mother sits there crying as the coffin is cremated.

Frozen tears the wasted years,just left with empty spaces.

As flowers die the grief inside takes hold of all her senses.

Hard to look back hard to ask,but was hid life just wasted.

Self doubt rages everywhere and it's getting hard to take it.

Will belief in God and happiness break down and dissopate yet?

She goes through life there's other pain but none that touches deeper.

And every year she visits where the past just comes to meet her.

The silent pain burns through the rain it's always there to greet her.

It's darker now her time is near,her eyes seem cold and distant.

Contemplating life and loss the fear and madness gleaming.

She's slowing down but happy now she's finally found a meaning.

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