Some days just feel like
They aren't worth the breath........
Constantly praying,
hoping for strength
Super cape on
Doing my best
But I'm called to the window
Lost in the stress
Thinking I'll fly
Finally at rest
Cause the thought of the darkness
Has me obsessed
Numb on the concrete
Cold to the rest
Flashbacks and spiraling
One last test
Hold on for the sirens
Give in to the light

Someone says mommy
And my head gets right
No flying from windows
Who would I be?
The mother who jumped?
They wouldn't understand me...
And I'd be the one
Who lost in the end
Every moment
They'd have to pretend
They'd have to light candles
In memory of me
But then what kind of mother
What kind
Would I be

So I hit my tea like some hit *******
I crochet anger away
And the pain
I take off the cape
And just give them plain me
Knowing I'm faulted and bruised
Like the sea
Calm but a force
Destructive but life
I give them their mommy
In spite of my strife.....

Loving them

©MV