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Trapped
I see him trapped within his own head
Picking at food but never really eating
Laying down to rest but never really sleeping
Walking around the house but not knowing where to go
I want to tell those shadows that scream at him
To leave him alone and come after me
I want to fight his battles because
that’s what mothers do
That’s the job I signed up for
Let me do it
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