I have lost my Mum,
And my mind, it seems,
I awake at night,
Through broken dreams,
My moments of forced hilarity,
Encompassing delirious clarity,
Strong desire to scream and shout,
Tight knot inside, it can't come out,
The urge to punch out, at passers by,
Or curl up in a ball and cry,
Yet I walk amongst you,
Seemingly socially adept,
Muddled memories spin in my troubled head,
I want to shout out loud, MY MUM, IS DEAD,
I know one day,
Black clouds will clear,
Mums love lives on, in all held dear,
Family together we all unite,
We hold on to each other tight,
So why do I feel, so alone at night?
But I've lost my Mum,
And my mind it seems.