No More

No more will I hear the sound of pitter patter foot steps across the floor

No more will my best friend curl up beside me and soothe my soul

No more will I have a friend to talk with, to share home made meals with

No more will he nuzzle his little wet nose in my cheeks

No more will I be graced by his calm and peaceful presence amidst all the chaos

No more will he look lovingly with his big brown eyes, full of wonder, and affection for me

For he was taken away from me, because, I had not birthed him from my loins

This was the prize you won, for trying to seek safety, in a supposedly safe place

For you are not a mother, not deserving of this 'child' unless you birthed him from your very loins

From that day on, I regretted seeking 'help' and very quickly wanted to leave this earth if I couldn't have him stay by my side

But no one cared, and no one perhaps dared