{Adonis’ Mom}
Grief tends to overwhelm me whenever I come to this room to check on my son in hopes of finding him awake. He has been loosing consciousness, moving in and out of a coma for thirteen days now, and just by merely looking at those EEG (electroencephalogram) electrodes connected to his head, I feel like I have lost the battle of being a Mother.
Life has been so depressing for me lately, I'm so lost and confused to the point of not knowing where to turn to, and which god or goddess I should be begging for help.
I need a deity who will listen to me because it's clear that the moon goddess has forsaken me and my child. I can no more rely on her at this point that my son's life is hanging on a thread.
My poor Adonis.
Watching him growing thin while he wither away everyday feels
