I sit here at two in the morning,the events of the last six months run through my head. I still can not grasp that this is my life. As a mother, I can't conceive the things that I had to do to protect myself and my grandson. The emptiness I bare is excruciating.
Six months ago I truly thought that by now my memories would be bittersweet, but they still cut like a knife. Still worried about where she is, whose she with, and the scariest,what is she doing!
My emotions are crumbling inside of me, as I don't know how I am suppose to feel. I am lost within myself. My heart is bitter to the world. I have lived with my guard up for so long, I'm afraid I will never trust again.
I am broken. Shattered from the inside out. I am hoping to heal my heart, and find my way back to feeling something rather than this empty, hollow shell that I am right now. Anything would be better than this nothingness I feel right now.
Six months ago I truly thought that by now my memories would be bittersweet, but they still cut like a knife. Still worried about where she is, whose she with, and the scariest,what is she doing!
My emotions are crumbling inside of me, as I don't know how I am suppose to feel. I am lost within myself. My heart is bitter to the world. I have lived with my guard up for so long, I'm afraid I will never trust again.
I am broken. Shattered from the inside out. I am hoping to heal my heart, and find my way back to feeling something rather than this empty, hollow shell that I am right now. Anything would be better than this nothingness I feel right now.
