Tears are pouring down my face
I wish I could go back in time and protect my boys
I just didn’t see that the light at the end of the tunnel was a train.

I had hope for so long before I started to derail my car from the train
The boys were along for the ride and seemed to enjoy the show
Or, were too frozen to jump to the car crashing off the bridge

I’m better off.
I’m better off
I’m
better
off.

Meds now. Or, the baby won’t understand why I’m crying. A baby hug will feel good right now. Numbness is better than my bleak, dark cloud. I used to not believe in anti depressant medicine. Then it became necessary, so I could half function. I’m down to one-eighth functioning and that’s just going to have to be good enough for now. Today, I save myself as Supermom, no one else. I hurt.

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2 thoughts on “I’m really sorry”

  1. I am sorry you struggle so. The hand you were dealt is a hard one. I hope the next light at the end of the tunnel is not another train, but a beacon guiding you to happiness.

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