How can you not shed a tear when your mother is sobbing in front of you?

When you have never seen her cry before you.

What else could you do expect to hold her in your arms, assuring her that it will all be all right.

When you know deep down in your dried out soul that things will never be.

It's strange to see the strongest human being you've ever knew crumble before you.

Surrendering to the demons that you once knew.

I've never held my mother fearing that she would smell the reeking body of cigarettes.

Now I realize how much of a fool I was.

I haven't shed a tear, yet.

But my mind is set.

I have gotten rid of the guilt.

Because my mind is set, I will never stand still any more.