There’s one thing I never understood
since the day you went away.
How traffic keeps on moving, and
night still turns to day.
How the wind keeps blowing
and leaves fall to the ground.
How the clocks keep on ticking,
even though you’re not around.
How people go to work,
or are shopping with their friends,
picking clothes to suit, and
caring about new trends.
Social media is still working
and used by everyone.
How come no one notices?
Do they know that you are gone?
Sitting at a bus stop,
the bus is running late.
Time still moving forward,
but I’m stuck in a date.
People standing chatting,
everywhere you look,
yet I’m still on the page,
of the day that you were took.
The minutes turn to hours.
The days turn to weeks,
yet my face is always wet,
from my tears on my cheeks.
I will nevercunderstand,
how the world keeps moving on,
because mine has been stood still,
since you have been gone.
J.Boyle art by Steffi Krenzek

Author: GreatCosmicMothersUnited
I have joined with many parents affected with the surreal , yet accepted issue of child abuse via Pathogenic Parenting / Domestic abuse.
As a survivor of Domestic Abuse, denial abounded that 3 sons were not affected. In my
desire to be family to those who have found me lacking . As a survivor of psychiatric abuse, therapist who abused also and toxic prescribed medications took me to hell on earth with few moments of heaven.
I will share my life, my experiences and my studies and research.. I will talk to small circles and I will council ; as targeted parents , grandparents , aunts , uncles etc. , are
denied contact with a child for reasons that serve the abuser ...further abusing the child.
I grasp the trauma and I have looked at the lost connection to a higher power..
I grasp when one is accustomed to privilege, equality can feel like discrimination..
Shame and affluence silences a lot of facts , truths that have been labeled "negative".
It is about liberation of the soul from projections of a alienator , and abuser ..
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