Sad Young Lady

My lil lady is sorrowful thinking of what she's done She calls me whimpering wanting to come home The psychiatric hospital full of its treatments Still can never understand the deep darkness I too been there and sometimes find my way back To a hate of oneself and why feeling good I lack I wanna hold her and comfort her to be alright But im only a mother not a doctor in this fight I try and give her the mental tools I've used To help her through this hellish self abuse I explain its roots with addiction from pain She says she's numb needs comfort again But her security blanket is dangerous overall I will forever dread getting one last call Of those lights she was seeing being a last time I ever get to hold her and remind her of life I hate passing on this mental reaction Mixed up chemicals our brains are lacking If one thing i can do in life is hold her hand With my guidance through this terrible storm I gladly will do my best to be side by side her In this maze we will help each other find there A door once popped open leading me out Im going back in to save my child from doubt