I packed my pyjamas, I packed my socks and leggings. I packed my sweethearts, tooth brush and lenses case.
I packed my nail polish, I packed my cotton buds. I packed my headphones and I packed my bathrobe.
I couldn’t pack my children, I just packed their picture. I packed a picture with both smiling, angelic as they are. I couldn’t pack their smell, though I packed their perfume.
I packed blue-tag to hang their picture on the wall. I just pray to god to hold strong till Tuesday. I have to wait Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. How can I bring myself to wait for not seeing them?
How can I pack my husband’s hug? How can I pack the smile of my father? How can I pack humanity in a bag?
Anyone who has gone through this please help me. I can’t stay home, the hospital won’t take me for a few days. I am being torn up alive…. Help me