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Cps will not win

  • Writer: Kayla Sample
    Kayla Sample
  • Aug 28, 2023
  • 2 min read

In the depths of desolation, I write these lines,

Words that bear the weight of a heart that pines,

For a love once cherished, now cruelly torn apart,

By the cold grip of fate and the state's heavy heart.

Loneliness echoes through the corridors of my soul,

As I navigate through a sea of sorrow, beyond my control,

Each day a relentless dance with melancholy's embrace,

As I long for the warmth of my children's sweet embrace.

They were the stars that lit up my darkest nights,

With their laughter and innocence, pure and bright,

But now their voices fade like whispers in the wind,

And I'm left to dwell in this lonesome abyss, chagrined.

I remember tender moments, cherished and dear,

When their smiles erased all worries and fear,

But now the silence deafens, the laughter fades away,

As I wander through this desolate landscape, led astray.

Oh, the ache in my heart, the emptiness deep within,

A parent's worst nightmare, this sorrow soaked in sin,

And though I fight and strive, desperate to prove my worth,

I'm trapped in a web of bureaucracy, my cries unheard.

The world moves on, oblivious to my pain,

While I am left to bear this burden, heavy as rain,

The emptiness of their absence seeps into my bones,

As I navigate a highway of sorrow, with no way to atone.

But amidst the darkness, tiny sparks still ignite,

A glimmer of hope, a flicker in this lonely night,

For love knows no boundaries, no chains can truly bind,

And with every beat of my heart, their love I shall find.

So I gather strength from the depths of my despair,

To fight for my children, to show them I still care,

For in this battle for justice, I refuse to relent,

For the loneliness of losing them, I cannot consent.

Though the road may be long and my spirit may break,

I'll stand tall in the face of adversity, for their sake,

And through the loneliness and tears that I face,

I'll never stop fighting, until we're in each other's embrace.

For the love of a parent endures all trials and strife,

And I'll reclaim the sunlight stolen from our life,

For the lonely nights may be long, but hope remains,

That one day, our broken family will overcome these pains.


 
 
 

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