My heart for all to see

My mum past away April this year...
Poetry to me is my outlet, my way of expressing myself, my way of coping with the intense feelings I endure at times. This is a side of me I don't show to those around me, and yet oddly enough I find myself posting them to the world. I just hope that maybe, those who are dealing with something similar, will read these and understand that they're not alone.