What a lonely place to be,
inadequate, unfit, sorry old me.
I think of a place to go,, to hide away
but i can’t go anywhere…. not today.
Sitting here with a frown upon my face,
mother dear, i wish I had you to embrace.
Do i dare find away to be with you ?
But i do know this to be true,
My boys still need me around,
to keep them safe, on solid ground.
everyday I struggle to go on,
to be joyful and sing a song.
but each battle takes a little more,
and in my heart i just feel raw.
Phobia’s, pain is driving me insane,
to everyone Else’s ears, must be mundane.
I must find a way out of this dark hole,
and please once again, let me be whole….