Smooth was the tongue with which she talked
I was taken by it before I knew
Wish I had known to save myself
From the misery that would follow through
The anguish I feel is like daggers drawn
Piercing me in several spots
With my heart ripped into pieces, blood drips unseen
The pain manifold, I never sought
Broken down and depressed is how I feel
Wasted love, wasted years have gone down the drain
Despair and exhaustion runs through my veins
Will I survive, will I remain?
(Sheen-June2016)
This poem I have penned is in lieu of my son, and what he is going through at present.
Daily Prompt: Smooth
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Flowers and Breezes 
I pray for you and your son to have the peace of mind in your lives.
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Thank you, and please do keep my son in your prayers. I am deeply thankful, and prayers are what we need. Last night when I talked to him on phone I couldn’t sleep because of him being so sorrowful.
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I will INSHA ALLAH!
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Jazak’Allah.
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I hope and pray that things get better for both you and your son Sheen. Sometimes we do not know what lies beyond the pain and struggle but patience and strength along with prayers helps us to keep moving along.
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Thank you Norma for your lovely words of sympathy. I do feel terrible at the bad turn my son’s life has taken.
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Don’t worry I hope this blessed month brings him much needed joy, happiness, peace and success. Worrying is fine when it comes to ones children I guess but don’t forget to take care of yourself. 🙂
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Thank you. I believe God will take care of my son, and eventually his life will be better than the one he is living now. It’s still hard to take as to what has happened.
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