I’ll be your saviour

She looks at me with hope in her eyes. Her arthritis is getting worse and medicines won’t help her anymore.  Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be her saviour.  I choose to help her instead.  I push in the plunger and the drugs flow, knocking her out forever.  But what can I do? That’s the only way…

Hope

What do you do when you can’t take it anymore? Do you scream and run, slamming the door? Do you wail and cry? Do you silently wait for it to pass by? What do you do when you can’t take it anymore? When pressure of one feels like the weight of four.  When you feel…

Not the mother of a son. 

Broken pieces on the floor; Was it a jar or her heart? That fell to the floor with a slam of the door As he walked away from a promise of Until death do them apart.  They flowed some and then some more, Tears down her nose, dripping onto the floor Rivulets streaming across her…