Omitted.

by Poet on the Piano   Mar 20, 2015


I'm sorry, Mama, that I don't know how you can help me. That I don't believe in salvation for myself yet.

"I feel like I don't know you as a mother should."

I wanted to whisper his name but I know how deeply that would wound you. The fact that I want to run to him and not you. That I was honest with him over you. That I only desire his presence when I am not able to lead healthy lifestyles.

I'm sorry, Mama, that I sometimes give up trying. That I write to you with blank spaces and dashes and I breathe in his name instead of yours.

I'm sorry, that my eyes are lifeless and can only be sparked by the possibility of life with him.

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Written 3/20/15 @ 12:46 AM

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  • 8 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    MaryAnne has given us a thought-provoking piece with this entry this week, and I couldn't help but read it several times and grow more attached with each read. I feel it sits on such an honest situation, with honest thoughts swirling around that ink. I feel it was portrayed more as a diary entry, or a letter to the Mother, and still the flow was pleasant and smooth. Powerful emotion of guilt within this piece, and a sorrowful tone, but at the same time there is a sense that the guilt cannot be too deep because this is simply how it is, and has to be. Really interesting write