i had lived multiple lifetimes by the age of ten
by then i knew love and loss
what it was like to cry during the last hours of night
how do you mourn for someone you barely even know?
the elusive memory that becomes a dream
mother turn stranger all by the age of three
though she's still breathing she rots inside my head
the dream no longer relevant
no need for flowers to be sent
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 12:15 PM UTC
i had lived multiple lifetimes by the age of ten
by then i knew love and loss
what it was like to cry during the last hours of night
how do you mourn for someone you barely even know?
the elusive memory that becomes a dream
mother turn stranger all by the age of three
though she's still breathing she rots inside my head
the dream no longer relevant
no need for flowers to be sent