Every so often
I think to myself...

I lay here
Soaking my pillow with tears...

What have you done to me?
You stripped me of any trust...

Yet another tragedy
strikes again for you...

Mother's Day
is a difficult one...

I still remember
it like it was yesterday...

My heart is like glass
It is easily broken...

I can't explain to you,
or show you...

I have overcome
My greatest fears in life...

Look at me
These lines traced along my skin...

It is hard
to put into words...

It truly is sad
that it is a surprise...