Rooms of multiple emotions
Each step taken with my inhibitions
A breath of stale air
Lead to feelings I couldn’t bare

A flash of memory and hope
Only to be shot through a snipers scope
The past and future were probably dead
This only caused the fire to b feed

Each room was over flowed
Some dark, others glowed
Unable to see right from wrong
Not knowing when to be strong
Or how to be weak
And let that tear run down my cheek

You see, in the mist of these nightmares,
I wondered if anyone truly cared
Fore I sat alone in that corridor
And asked for something more

Something to cause me glee
Instead of an instinct to flee
Then a hand appeared in mid-air
I looked and wondered how it got there

And then a saw a beaut
She was as young as I
But as we locked eyes
She morphed, she aged
She shifted and changed

To someone who never lies
To someone who saved me from my own demise
And despite all the trouble
Refused to let me crumble

My rooms now glow with all my pain gone
That’s the reason I call you my Mom !!

- E. A. F