A Mother's Heartbreak

One silent night, she stood motionless staring at the stars. Her expression blanks as she stared into nothing. After she understood there was nothing and no one to be found, she walked back to her home. It was as though her life was no longer within her body. After walking, for what seemed like hours, she came onto her doorstep and opened the door. She walked into her home that was heartbreakingly empty and void. She looked around and was reminded of what was now, only memories. 

Exhausted from the pain that filled her heart, as though her knees simply gave out, she fell onto the wall and slowly slide to the floor. She let out a painful sigh and whispered, "I didn't even say goodbye." Her eyes welled up as she shut her eyes. Her mind filled with echoes of the painful lies. The hole she felt in her stomach when the only one who she cared about left her alone.  The pain she felt in her throat from trying to hold back heavy tears of sorrow. Those cries of anguish, sorrow, and emptiness. The suffocating feeling of squeezing her mouth shut to keep her bitter cries from escaping her mouth in fear of someone hearing her. The pain of holding her chest in fear that her heart might actually fall from its place and shatter into a million pieces. Those countless tears rolling down her face. 

Her breathing became uncontrollable. She tried so hard not to let go. She held on as long as she could, her hand trembling, trying to hold her heart together. But, there was only so many blows she could take before shattering into a million pieces. After holding on for just one-second longer---she let go. She burst out with a loud and bitter cry. Her cry grew louder as she fell deeper into her anguish. She screamed cries of intense sadness that would have driven anyone into an immense abyss of darkness. It was as if her heart had been torn and her blood was shed. She has been left alone to pick up the pieces of her own broken heart forever. The only piece of her heart that was left was now buried 6ft. underground, lifeless and dead.

 She begged and begged God to bring her back. She screamed for mercy on her knees. Her overflowing tears were neverending and her cries were nerve-racking. She threw herself on the floor and cried till she could cry no more. Her pain never stopped, her bitterness was now more, and this is the end of the story of a Mother who lost her daughter to the arrogance and violence of the War.