Going to sleep at night, hoping it will take all the pain away,
Waking up crying, distressed, just wanting to have some peace from my mind for a little while.
Whilst still getting up the next day, putting them emotions back into a little box within you're mind, hoping you can continue to have a normal day.
Just for it to come crashing down as soon as you've put a little bit of Mascara on for the day, to it the be streaming down your face within fifthteen minutes of leaving the house.
Holding on to hope to every second of every minute for a bit of news, when that hope shatters, you're heart shatters all over again.
You go to sleep again hoping your can have peace, no you're awake all night stuck not being able to talk, hearing voices, unable to speak, or move.
The stress of being under this stress is the hardest thing ive ever had to do. This is the biggest struggle of all. Its not over yet, not even began but here i am.. still standing maybe not strong but not broken.

I pray the wait wont be for much longer.
Peace, closure & justice is soon to mine.