when my youngest son was taken by his father and hidden for years, he was 4 yrs old
|I wish I could reverse my life, learn how to be a better wife, learn how to deal with what comes
my way instead of always running away.
I'd go back to the time when you were four, I had it all but wanted more.
The day I took my last full breath. The day my mind will not let rest.
The day I witnessed my children's last smile, their innocence gone, my return to denial.
If I could erase the past make it all go away, we'd have some feeling of hope today.
I'd be the best I could possibly be. The best wife the best mother the best possible me.
I'd learn to walk up and face my fears but for those mistakes I can't stop the tears.
I'd even give my life today, oh GOD just make it go away.
Just one more chance to get it right, learn how to live not always fight. To hold my children once again all three in one embrace, but their children no longer and the damage has been done, it's like living your life being robbed of the sun.