Mothers Loss

She died in cold embrace of dark place

Where I alive can't see nor name

But only fear and comprehend from limited space

Chained to clock face where it is living

And more sure of self than others spinning in places unseen

As to breath the last few cycles of human habit 

Sweat on forehead sorrow forever living in my brain from that very moment

For reasons I know not the goal for which she suffered

Pointless death and that alone living in cruel silent slumber

Until the voice of reason crys cancer cancer cancer

Forever gone this loved women

And so in silence I weep so

Leave me alone now go go to somewhere but not near me cruel life

For I must weep perhaps forever

An endless stream of bleeding heart

Opened in this thought of her my mother lost

A poem by Liam Herdman