Sadness Fills The Room
She sits as the sadness fill the room,
unable to stop the tears that haunt her so.
She stays still and hopes
that no one will come ask her how she feels.
The kids that congregate as they do
trying to find something new to do
as they do not understand yet what has happened.
She smiles at them and prays
they will never know the loss of someone.
She sits and holds a child's jumper without thinking
cuddles it in to herself
as if this small morsel will keep her safe.
She does not recognize the people around her
but keeps nodding to them like a puppet.
How could they know how she feels
or the horrors that come to her
as she shuts her eyes
and sees her daughters life fade.
Drained like a puddle,
she sits there
trying to keep the pain locked inside,
sad and cold she hates the world
for being so unkind.
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