A pain that hurts so deep inside.
A longing feeling that I can't hide.
A hole so big that won't ever heal.
A void in my life that every hour I feel.
No pitter patter of tiny feet.
No little hands so perfectly neat.
No crying so late at night.
No comforting when filled with fright.
No little person to call me Mum.
No bedtime stories when the day is done.
An empty cot, an empty cradle.
An empty life because I'm not able.
A pain repeated so many times.
A pain I endure, caused by their crimes.