nights like this

On nights like this

When I am unwell in bed

I wish my mom was here to rub my back until I fell asleep

I miss my grandma making me soup

She always made sure I had something to eat

My heart aches because that will never happen again

They are both out of reach

I long to feel cared for

But there is an emptiness to my room

I wonder if I will ever get that feeling back

To rest knowing someone is watching over me

Tears fall from my face

Weeping for the loss of my innocence

Weeping for the girl who has been on her own for so long

Abandoned by her caretakers

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