Where do I go to child of mine
When I disappear from your heart?
The pain is unbearable. I am desperate. Dying.
The flames lick at the very center of my being.
The destruction burns deeply and my wounds bleed furiously.

My beautiful gentle child.
I loved you sight unseen.
My arms enveloped your tiny frame.
I sat at your side while you slept.
I walked with your hand ensconced in mine.
I held you close, a comfort as the tears coursed down your cheeks.
Your love is now hidden amid the petty stones tossed into your heart.
My heart cries out for you.
My beautiful gentle child.

Your words? Your thoughts? I choose not to believe.
Though your tongue splinters the icy air as you utter the words.
Your glance so cold I shiver.
What now?
I am lost, aimlessly stumbling amidst my dreams.
Following paths that lead to emptiness.
I will press on, survive and live my life – shattered heart in hand.
Where do I go to daughter of mine
When your love runs cold and I fade from your heart?
Forever within reach my lovely child. Always, I am here.