The Ember Crest in this Piece is used to refer to the last days of the month of December.
Up in my head lies a silence
A silence so loud as a thunder clap
Memories zapping so strong
For I can not forget the times
Oh, the Ember crest just a day to Christmas.
The Ember crest with memories burdening
The eve of Christmas I was gone
Taken from the numerous blessings and love
Blessings I have come to comprehend in absence
Gone into what seemed like oblivion.
Six dozen months have I drowned in my loud silence
Still every Christmas tree I saw brought back memories
Memories of both love and strong detest
Detest for the System that had created in me this silence
For my heart buzzes in high frequency of detest and pain.
Yet another Crest of Ember is at hand
To torment my feeble heart once more
Kids swooping down the busy streets Hand in hand with their parents
With talks of "mum let's get this",
Then I wonder in tear-burdened eyes, "How did I get here".
Here I am jealous of some random kids down the street
For the showmanship of love and care I see
While My family is home, ever ready to love and care for me
Going to my parents is impossible and for this my heart is in alarming silence
Loudly pained for the injustice I had received.
The Ember Crest I believe gets my mother's heart very busy
As busy as mine in every way imaginable
We still share that unquestionable love
Yet, Hollowness dwell within us and a memory ever tormenting
A hollowness depriving us from all the joy this season brings.
I have grown to be strong in heart and spirit
Hoping I forever remember the loving faces of my parents
The sound of Mama's peck on my cheek every night replaying
So loud in my heart that I begin to feel a consolation
United with them I shall be soon and this nightmare be gone.
Yet another Christmas is at hand, Sixth of the row it was
It lingers still in my head with an aching feel
Forget I not the eve before Christmas
For that day I saw THEM last with the Ember crest unforgettable
But Mother's Love still is a relief and Father's care unwavered.
Forget I not the Ember Crest
In tears and ache un-quantifiable
Yet their love keeps me from caving completely into Darkness.
I shall remain strong even in tears and in this dark
Till we become reunited shedding off all Hollowness.
Join the fight 
To give the voiceless Children the right to be loved by their Families
Give a family the right to enrich their beautiful Children.
In this We truly Live
And forever Alive we become!
Be the VOICE!!
This is an Original Piece by MakeBloom( 
