Mom, your love is a mystery:
How can you do it all...
The day you came into the world
Is the day I became a man...
I know I'm silent
And I take pride in that...
A picnic on the edge of forest of pines,
Patches flowers bloom as the warm sun shines...
Why is control a thing
Maybe I’m going insane...
Let’s go grab coffee
and I can savor your heroic ego...
They try to come in a subtle hushes
Voices saying they are here to help...
I wish everyone could see
How much it hurts me...
I plant my feet firmly into the softened soil,
Digging in my toes until they become my roots...
Is it selfish of me
to want you to smile once more...
All I see is black
when I close my eyes because...
Full of fun you filled our lives
And those around with love and joy...