Unfortunate Ma
The clock strikes 12, I see the kids wishing their mothers and all the motherly-natured people, a very happy mothers Day, say they love them the most... But what about me? I let out a huge sigh as the tears won't flow anymore and my heart won't go any lighter. I will have to put this strong face in front of everyone tomorrow, I forcibly close my eyes at 4 am to sleep, I see you, your happy face, your mischievous smile, your "see what I can do ruckus" activities and I see how calmly you sleep on my lap. Oh I so hate everything in this world, how I wish I can just stay in the past....i wake up to see some light but all I see is despair and agony. It's waking up to live a nightmare. I prayed and begged everyone to bring you back, but that didn't happen, I pray and beg for your wellness every second of my breath, I wish I could change things .... It seems longing for you is a lost cause, it seems it's too late, it seems I will have to move on, ...