Heartfelt

a hurt so deep...

  a pain unknown...

I can't even cry, or wail or moan...

all I do is sit here and sigh...

a hurt so deep that I can't cry...
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Foulk Avatar
September 22, 2008 at 10:14 AM
really sorry to hear that, know how I would feel if any of my kids ended up there. this was a heart touching piece you wrote knowing how you must feel, I will pray for you and your family.
Anos Avatar
September 21, 2008 at 6:41 PM
You are truly a mother first before a poet, who you truly are above all else, brings out the artist in you. Emotions make everything fall into places. This made me sad. I'll pray for Him to keep you strong this trying times. With these words, I felt for you. God Bless...
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September 21, 2008 at 4:17 PM
Oh Deneen, this is truly heartbreaking news for any parent to receive, I pray that all shall be well and your daughter shall be returned to you in a fine state of being... My prayers are with you and family my friend, just have trust in the Lord and He shall see you through.. God's Love and Many Blessings, Always, Adell
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September 21, 2008 at 3:47 PM
Praying for you, and for her too! You have love and support here, and a outlet for grief. Let us help, if we can. God Bless! ~Carrie
Winter Avatar
September 21, 2008 at 3:43 PM
I know how devastating this is. It turns your world upside down and the pain and worry in unbearable. Hopefully she will get out very soon, and use this as a huge wake up call. You will be in my prayers. Hang in. Love, Shar
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September 21, 2008 at 3:13 PM
Everything in our lives is happening for a reason. Both good/bad. I trust in the reason. Love is of the soul, fear is of the personality. As hard as this is for you,your daughter, the greater the desire of her soul to heal an addiction, the greater is the cost of keeping it. You know what I mean. The lord works in mysterious ways. Healing is a beautiful thing. Your in my prayers hun. Love Patricia
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