My Hands Are Tied

I am a mother, I have such pain, looking for my son, calling his name. Caught up in a world, his mind is a blur, feelings shut down, trying to endure. My hands are tied, don't know which way to go, been everywhere, but nobody knows. My body can't sleep, my mind won't ease, will someone help me, please. Visions of nightmares, I hear his voice, staying from me, is this his choice? Does he need me, would he come home, these are my thoughts, that won't leave me alone, I pray Dear Jesus, please bring him home, two weeks, and counting, since he has been gone.