My heart’s completely broken. Mind wide open.
I’m just hoping I can get some sleep.
But these tears keep provoking me.
I don’t wanna wipe my eyes because that means movement. And me accepting the reality of what my mom is losing.
She’s the only one who can comfort me now. But how’s she to hold me up if I’m already holding her down?
My strength is all I have and I don’t know how much is left anymore, or what the omnipotent has in store.
All I can do in this moment is record these words…