I sit here <br /> all alone <br /> Empty rooms<br /> Quietness<br /> Other than the whirring of a fan<br /> No screaming of a young child playing<br /> No cooing of a happy baby <br /> Whirr whirr whirr <br /> Which once was a house full of love and joy<br /> Now feels like a nightmare I cant escape<br /> Wishing<br /> Hoping<br /> Dreaming<br /> That one day ill have that back again<br /> The coos<br /> The screams<br /> The noises that irritate most parents are the ones I long for the most <br /> The endless cuddles <br /> The mommy mommy mommy<br /> I just want it all back<br /> I want a reason to get out of bed and do something <br /> The darkness with them gone keeps closing in and I feel like it will never end <br /> I feel like those coos<br /> Those screams <br /> Those giggles <br /> Those cuddles <br /> Those cries <br /> Will never come back<br /> I feel like the life im living now <br /> Visiting my own kids like theyre my niece and nephew will never end <br /> I've thought of burning cutting smoking drinking anything to concrete that pain and maybe just maybe take it all away<br /> but I know if I do the pain will never go away because it may be the thing that takes it away forever<br /> Those cries<br /> Those coos <br /> Those screams <br /> Those giggles <br /> Would never come back <br /> So I sit here listening to the whirr of the fan hoping that one of these days that whirr isn't the only thing to fill these rooms<br /> <br /> <span style='display:none' class='DO NOT REMOVE - THIS CATEGORY CODE WILL BE HIDDEN - IT IS NEEDED TO BE FOUND BY CATEGORY AND ONE-CLICK SEARCH'>Category: Reading - in Blogs</span><br /> <br /> <span style='display:none' class='DO NOT REMOVE - THIS CATEGORY CODE WILL BE HIDDEN - IT IS NEEDED TO BE FOUND BY CATEGORY AND ONE-CLICK SEARCH'>Category: Reading - in Blogs</span>