On Thanksgiving Day
Sweet smells leaped
From the kitchen and danced
Upstairs and woke me up
Later, the grim reaper disguised
As my mother in a fluffy bath robe came in,
Looked me in the eye and stole
A small portion of my heart
It took only a second,
For my heart to sink to the ocean floor,
for my body disintegrate in the water,
all I had left, was the burning flame behind my eyes
The day I knew you were gone,
I swirled the turkey and mashed potatoes on my plate,
And couldn't think of anything
To be thankful for.
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
On Thanksgiving Day
Sweet smells leaped
From the kitchen and danced
Upstairs and woke me up
Later, the grim reaper disguised
As my mother in a fluffy bath robe came in,
Looked me in the eye and stole
A small portion of my heart
It took only a second,
For my heart to sink to the ocean floor,
for my body disintegrate in the water,
all I had left, was the burning flame behind my eyes
The day I knew you were gone,
I swirled the turkey and mashed potatoes on my plate,
And couldn't think of anything
To be thankful for.
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