Someone

I wouldn’t have believed

The life I’d lead

The good times, the bad times

Numerous sad times

I need

Someone to hold on to

In the night

When I don’t feel right

And I’m

falling

down

again

To help stop the pain

Make things bright again

In the dark

I can imagine a body next to me

giving comfort and warm reassurance

A stark contrast, difference

To my cold bed

Bleak thoughts

Racing through my head

Scared of facing the next day

Alone, on my own

But if I never reach out

I will never find

someone

to help ease my mind

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Dealing with the consequences of losing one of my daughters to Social Services 'care', my whole family has been changed forever and the damage is irrevocable.

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