My boy
My beautiful boy
The days been hard
The world is too much sometimes
I can see the fog creeping over
your body
Don’t let it take you
Stay here with me, let me make it
better
But deep down I know this has to
happen
It has to come out somehow
You're saturated
I’m your mum and I am here to
help you through it
But my instincts are all wrong
Because every nerve in my body is telling
me to scoop you up
My beautiful boy I need to make it
better
I am helpless
My heart breaks to see you like
this
I’m losing you to the fog, to the
meltdown
It’s engulfing you, swallowing
you like a predator
You’re gasping for air
Panic and rage soon follows
Breathe, remember to breathe my
boy
I don’t know what to, what should
I do?
I feel like I make things worse
My touch is painful to you, you pull
away
What’s wrong, what can I do?
You can’t hear me
Heartbeats faster
I see my panic reflected in your
eyes
My boy is so frightened
You lash out, I take the hit
Doors slam, chairs fly, I need to
keep us safe until this passes
Seconds feel like hours
Slowly the fog subsides
and you become quiet
You rock slowly to calm yourself
Then slide down
the wall in a heap
Your body unwinds and sighs
I hold my breath, and wait wrapping my arms around myself for comfort
Feelings of calm creep back in
My knees give way, I crawl
towards you
Reaching out I gently touch your
hand
You close your eyes
My love overflows
It’s OK my angel, you’re OK now
I love you
We're going to be OK
We're going to be OK
Mum xx
I love your post, made me realise how my mum must have felt withe and my brother.
ReplyDeleteHi Kim, thank you so much. and I am glad you could relate to it
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With me and my brother
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