I am a shadow of my former self, these day's end with
the nasty taste of
ash and suit.

Bleakly soaked with the
black interior of my dreams, it seemed doomed as decaying wind's
begin to blow.

You are like dust in the wind, your ashes linger but not for long.

The ghosts of my past
sneak into the home
of my lofty dreams,
only to settle upon my mind.

The weight of such a loss,
I gained upon your last breath.

I said my goodbyes but my heart died that night,
you held on for me.  

Your tears will never be forgotten.
My mother you will
always be.

My shadowed self deployed emotions of grief.

I feel the emptiness you left behind.
Though I miss your face,
I will never forget our embraces.

Forever more my mother you will be.
No matter if it is in
life or death,
I will never forget.