LOST BALLOON
crawling from the crash
I couldn't have died
if I tried
I had a son to save
laughed
spat in death's face
pulled him from the flames
I forbade him to die
he disobeyed
the car exploded
burning the edges
of the night
I survive
without him
a death in itself
my reflection
does all the talking
I just stare in the mirror
Christmas now
I feel like a lost balloon
sticking to the ceiling
Oct 9, 2019
Oct 9, 2019 at 4:04 AM UTC
LOST BALLOON
crawling from the crash
I couldn't have died
if I tried
I had a son to save
laughed
spat in death's face
pulled him from the flames
I forbade him to die
he disobeyed
the car exploded
burning the edges
of the night
I survive
without him
a death in itself
my reflection
does all the talking
I just stare in the mirror
Christmas now
I feel like a lost balloon
sticking to the ceiling
