she breaks her back in thousand pieces
she weeps her tears in thousand more
she whispers names long forgotten
and she crawls to her bed for more…

more longing for the warm touch
more love and she misses too much
more laughter but she is alone
forgotten, discarded and neglected

she used to give her all
but like an old bitch dog
her children just left her
with nothing

nothing is her only companion
and her only crime was to bring life to this world
and all she have is broken nothingness
and memories that haunts her soul

(c) 2014 allen simpson
for the mothers that are forgotten