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The Past
My life is torn away.
No support to help me on my way.
Filled boxes, green labels,
And strangers taking everything away.
Watery eyes but no tears fell.
Forcing a smile pretending to be happy.
Flashbacks of the good and bad.
Laughing, crying, happiness.
I left my guide, my mentors, my real family.
The ones I cared and loved.
My supporters.
Waving, hugging, crying goodbye.
I have entered the abyss.
A different pain I have encountered.
Loneliness, depression, stress.
No one here caring for the newborns.
They don`t bring in, they push out!
No chance of happiness,
True happiness.
I support others but no one supports me.
It feels good to help,
But I have felt more lonely than ever.
No new families here...
