I wrote a poem about Mark just trying to cope
Title: A mother's pain
I love you! I love you with my soul
Which is why when I see that distant glare in your eyes ,it causes my heart pain
Once full of life I see you slipping away
mentally into a silent death growing cold
And there is nothing I can do!
It hurts to love you
I keep seeing a funeral of the child I once had, now grown into a man. Drums playing, Weeping, and finally a Hurst. When I gave birth to you this is not how in my head our lives was rehearsed.
I am in between, I am in tug of war, hanging on to the person you were and the one you could be.
Only saving you it isn't up to me. I sometimes rewind and take trips in the back my mind of, a baby me holding you
looking into your eyes and stroking tiny hands and feet.
You art the artwork of God , you are a present.
A gift if you will
Only presently the gift
Somehow got tainted, by life and living
I beg with tears in my eyes to hold on to life and love will guide
Life is a gift from God above to fall in love with yourself each and every day.
I am a mother
a doctor
Lawyer
Comforter
Healer
I don't know any other way to be
I love you so much my child that I'm losing me
