Haunting

A Story by Calvspw

the first haunting without revisions

Haunting
To Torsten David my son 30 Jan - 5 May 1985

Haunting words, cries in the night.
Wakes me from restless slumber,
Haunting my nights, help me.

Help me, I plead help me rest,
Keep me from these haunting cries.
What is a mother to do, as her baby cries?

Sleep cannot be found, as she cries,
Hearing the haunting words mama, mama,
She cries, she walks the hall, she cries out trying to soothe him.

The haunting words echo within the walls, mama, mama,
Eluding peaceful dreams, waking this mother each night, she cries.
Her remorse, her blame, she must save him, soothe his soul, as he cries.

Haunting words, echoing through the night,
She hears them as the wind whispers through the trees.
She hears them echoing within the thunder clouds, as rain begins to fall.

Haunting words, mama, mama, mama continue as the dawn breaks the skies.
Sleepless nights haunt a mother’s world, haunting her days,
She walks the halls, going about the day, her mind wanders,

Her thoughts of death, loved ones departing, ripping her heart in pain.
Do you hear them? The cries haunting through the halls, mama, mama, mama,
Tear a mother’s heart, as she tries not to cry.

Haunting words, mama, mama, mama,
Echoing within her mind that she is restless, days blur together,
Words run together, she tries to work she tries to carry on.

No one else hears the haunting echoing within her ears
Crying babies, children whining shatter any hope,
This mother cries, as the haunting echo’s ring with in her ears.

Mama, mama, mama, mama, will the haunting ever stop?