There’s a Storm is on it’s way…
Quick pull down the sails and stow things away.
It came unexpected so we weren’t prepared.
Main sail sheets got tangled and the actual sail teared.
Below deck the boat was badly listing ,
We’d radioed for help but no one was listening!
Bruised and battered huddled together we lay,
This storm showed no signs of going away.
Move on storm leave us be,
We can’t take anymore my family and me.
I stumbled on deck to check all the rigging ,
Parts of our boat were breaking off and going missing.
We need to do something we are going to die,
Please someone help us I screamed up to the sky.
I try to be calm so the kids don’t panic too,
But my shaken demeanour’s too easy to see through.
What’s up mum ,what’s going on?
I played down all the fears I had on deck whilst i was gone.
The boat is damaged and nobody hear our cries,
The Storm continues on and on in my head i say my goodbyes.
Lost at sea nobody around to hear our calls,
This boat slowly sinking I tried to keep it afloat but couldn’t I’m sorry I send my love to you all …..
This is the reason why I’m passionate and sometimes get a little bit too emotional at trying to get support and raise awareness for young carers and their families in my area.
Any situation that goes in and causes damage to a family can feel unbearable to deal with.
I guess being a sailor that was the best analogy for me.
Sometimes you just get dealt the bad hand .
It feels like you are sinking, powerless.
These services are supposed to be out there to support our children and us so we can steer our own way again.
They aren’t young carers are socially isolated, drop out of college struggle with friendships .
Families still dont have access to correct equipment wheelchairs etc so they can spend time with their families.
It’s a vicious horrible circle.