Brown eyes that sparkle became hollow at my presence she floats pass by me letting the silence swallow my existence
Swollen heart A river of tears I've questioned the past doubted the future and pleaded death have mercy cease my breath
Before the hate a mother has for a daughter overtake what remains in this empty space deep in me where I retreat... ...as now I've come to despise my own reflection seeing the woman who loved me once a love that costs nevertheless, graced my birth
*So forth the road seducing my feet fragments of bad choices where I may have tempered a new shape new form a disfigured shadow... stripping off the face that once was but no longer mine that reminds... and precisely belongs to the woman who loved me once
I find writing about thoughts, feelings... a great release. I miss my mom but weeping about it won't mend us back together. If it is to be, then it will be ...lol yeah?
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