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No Control


I’m sitting in a dark hospital room With my sleeping mother I’ve been in this room for Hours & Days & Weeks My mother has cancer For the second time I want to Run & Cry & Disappear My thoughts are constantly buzzing I can hardly think straight I am dwelling on the Past & Present & Future I feel completely helpless I have no one to talk to I am realizing that I have Fear & Guilt & No Control
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ereichelt
A poem about loss.

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