200 miles doesn’t feel as far when she’s at the end of the drive.
As I drive, I reflect on the times i tried & having to mourn people who haven’t died.
Piled up pain couldn’t hide what’s under here.
It’s amazing the emotions you can feel in an under a year.
I leave functions after observing there’s too much trouble here.
I can’t believe the words I’ve put into my mother’s ears.
“Mom I swear, I don’t notice other women anymore.
I might’ve went against what you raised me to be before.
But Dad is watching and I can see it all over his face.
He knows I’m going to give away his last name.”
All my fear is gone & I have withdrawals when I’m laying alone.
She fell asleep with her make up on, listening to her heart, It sounded like Home.