#MayWeAllHeal Day Three…My Heart

Day Three
My Heart

Is broken. 
Has a piece missing. 
But it still beats inside of my chest. 
Some days it works harder than others, and will skip a beat, 
when my head for a brief moment takes me back to that day, 
those days, as lets be truthful here there isn’t just the one day.
I’m not brave. It is one thing I am not. 
I just wear my heart heavier than others. 
My heart won’t let me stop, but it also won’t let me forget. 
I am a mum, but I am also a bereaved mum. 
I will always be torn. 

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