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I Can’t Stop Crying

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I see the pain in your eyes,
The tears that you cannot hide.
I know the darkness that you feel,
The thoughts that fill your mind.

I want to take your pain away,
To make the darkness go.
But I can’t, my darling child,
This is your journey to go.

I can only be here for you,
To listen and to hold you.
To tell you that I love you,
And that I believe in you.

I know that you are strong,
And that you can get through this.
But I also know that it is hard,
And that you need my help.

So please, let me help you.
Let me be your shoulder to cry on.
Let me be your voice of reason,
When the darkness tries to win.

I love you, my darling child.
And I will be here for you,
No matter what.

Being a Mom

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Being a mom is the best job in the world,
But it's also the hardest.
There are days when I feel like I can do anything,
And there are days when I feel like I can't do anything right.

But through it all, there is one thing that never changes:
My love for my children.

They are my reason for living,
And they make me laugh every day.
I am so grateful to be their mom,
And I would do anything for them.

I know that I am not perfect,
But I try my best.
I want to be the best mom that I can be,
And I know that I am learning every day.

I am so lucky to have my children,
And I will cherish every moment with them.
They are my everything.

A Feeling of Failure.

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It feels like a kick in the gut.
A feeling of failure.
A feeling of defeat
Dejected and cast away.
What more could I do?

I tried everything I could think of.
Each and every day.
Still nothing works.

It feels like being trapped.
Can’t breathe, can’t move.
But still, you do all you can.
But nothing will work.

An ache in my heart.
My entire body falls to pieces.
Left on the ground as if none of it really mattered.

The Only Job That Matters

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The only job that matters,
The hardest one of all.

Coaching, guiding, loving and caring for you.
Praying and hoping for your future.

How do I know if I am making the right choices
How do I know you are listening to my words, my advice.

Why do I feel like I am failing?
Why do I cry for your future?

The only job that matters,
The hardest one of all.

Coaching, guiding, loving and caring for you.
Praying and hoping for your future.