Within the image
What do her eyes tell
Of her tormented past
And her future so dim
Looking deep within
The sadness that’s betrayed
What could of happened
To have left her so alone
Where is that spark
that once shone so bright
Who stole that light
And left her in the dark
The stories to tell
Of her life and her doubts
All buried in her eyes
But only she will ever know
My life’s been a complete waste. I’ve done nothing. And don’t see how anything is ever going to change. I live with my mum. I’ll eventually become her carer if I get that far. She and my daughter are all that I have. Mums getting older, her health isn’t great. Once she goes, it’ll just be me and my daughter and when she gets older and leaves? No one. Alone. Just like it’s always been and is suppose to be.
It’s a very lonely existence. Sad. The things I have experienced, the things that have been done to me, horrible things. Things that are hard to comprehend. What even makes a child do that to another child? I just don’t understand. How? Why? So many secrets held so close to my chest. Words never shared.
I feel so broken. My soul shattered. Who can mend it? How can I even be better. So hopeless. Darkness smothering me, drowning, sinking. But none of it matters. No not I.
@Jynx
