A morning to remember a time to familiar
Wondering where I belong in the world this morning
Some people rush and hurry others still snoring
Up at night and down by morning

I have written so many poems
Where the darkness creeps in
And I have taken so many oaths
Written across my skin
To continue the battle

But every day becomes harder to take a step
And every breath weighs heavily upon my lungs
And the smile that crosses my face is no longer one of ease

Mother.
My laugh is starting to
Sound like yours?

My pen trembles with this final verse,
A love once blessing, now a curse.
With every word, I set you free,
This is my final act—no more of me.

No more whispers of what once was,
No more tracing love’s fragile flaws.
This chapter ends, the ink runs dry,
Goodbye, my love, this is goodbye.