I wrote this in light of my daughter’s fight with depression. I can’t help her the way I want to. It has to come from her. I can take her to all the therapy appointments and doctor appointments but still it has to come from her.
I feel so helpless, like a caged bird
Who can only watch the world outside
As it goes on without me, unaware
Of my pain and my sorrow.
I feel so helpless, like a drowning man
Who can’t reach the surface for air
As the water closes in around me,
Tugging me down into darkness.
I feel so helpless, like a lost child
Who can’t find their way home
As the night falls and the shadows grow,
Enveloping me in fear.









