History Repeated!

Deficient in the ability to express her feelings
For she was drowing in emptiness and despair.
Not a tear was voluntarily shed.
Void of consolation and love,
The warmth and comfort of her arms
Was tightly wrapped around
Her own body as her child stood close by
With tear drenched face.
She was aware, but her own needs
Prevented her from comforting him.
Her pain had ripped her heart
From the cavity in which
All her emotions were stored.
As she held herself, eyes ahead
Could no longer see necessity.
Any benefit to belonging to anyone.
All she knew were the things
She experienced, life taught her,
She was unloved, on her own.
Her child was simply another casualty.
One who would now walk alone;
In the exact path many had before her.

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