Quiet Battles

Somewhere

there is a momma,

drowning.

barely able to breathe

in the quiet battles.

She is still full of hope, 

but riddled with questions

of 

how?

Her chest is heavy

with worry.

She is withering away

inside. 

Her hand is out

in 

silence,

but no one sees 

beneath the strength she wears.

No one knows

the burden she bares.

and she feels

so alone. 

-KLJ