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no more hiding under the bed

Tears flow
from a pain
that is still
raw.

How do I
protect and cradle
that which no longer
fits in my arms?

It burns
in my chest.
I have no air
to breathe this better.

Tell me God,
how do I fix it
this time?
Show me what to do.
Once again,
you have me down
on my knees.
Begging.

Take his pain
away.
Give it to me.
Breathe life
back into his mind.
And into his veins.

A broken child
that I shielded
with my body,
now lies

beaten
battered
and bashed

in mind
and body,

but mostly……soul.

I choke on my tears
as my heart trembles.
I clench my jaw
in rage and
feel sick.

No more hiding
under the bed
until the monster has gone.
We’re too big to fit now.
But the monster is
still here.
It never left.
It only changed
its mask.

How do I fight
this demon?
The toxins
that damage
and destroy.
Rotting and
corroding your mind.
I hear you in there,
trapped and
suffocating.
Tell me how
to reach you.

I need you to choose
Life.

My words
have lost their
volume.


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this is for the women
who sit up
night after night,
searching for a way
to heal
those they love.


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~Luisa

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  • diLuisa Photography
    diLuisa Photog...almost 3 years ago

  • markFairaday
    markFairadayalmost 3 years ago

    wow is this sad and wanting. I don’t know what to say about this only I offer kind words of love and life and prayer

  • thank you for your kind words mark…….xx

    – diLuisa Photography

  • Arcadia Tempest
    Arcadia Tempestalmost 3 years ago

    Oh my …..this is so very very hard to read.
    The subject matter is one of such as a parent to read this it hits all my nerve endings, the way this is written in such a full rage of begging for help makes it also so riveting.
    I hope this is poetical license and if not I hope beyond for so much more xx

  • thank you my friend……..your kind words mean a lot to me……….
    I think even poetic license is based on some semblance of truth…….even if it’s only a reflection…….xxx

    – diLuisa Photography

  • fourthangel
    fourthangelalmost 3 years ago

    Hon, is this about what I think it’s about? It brought tears to my eyes.

  • yeah……needed to get some of it out tonight………:(

    – diLuisa Photography

  • Farfarm
    Farfarmalmost 3 years ago

    ohh…gosh…i am speechless….i alwyas wonder how these sad things can stimulate one’s creativity….it’s heartbraking

  • my best creativity always comes from the truth……..somehow it works……….xx

    – diLuisa Photography

  • Anna Shaw
    Anna Shawalmost 3 years ago

    Such amazing and moving writing darling Luisa.
    xx

  • Trenchtownrock
    Trenchtownrockalmost 3 years ago

    Terrific work Luisa…the pain and love can be felt in your words so clearly.

  • Danceintherain
    Danceintherainalmost 3 years ago

    Wow… powerful words of love and surrender.
    Such honest expression.

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  • Tony Wilder
    Tony Wilderalmost 3 years ago

    What a beautiful heart wrenching write, as a parent I feel this one down deep and I wish the best for you and the ones you love.

  • thanks Tony……

    – diLuisa Photography

  • Yvonne Churchley
    Yvonne Churchleyalmost 3 years ago

    I can feel this pain in these words…..