Mom?
Do you even know what mom means...
Dimmed eyes, still I see
blue devils dancing around...
Depression grows in our lives no matter where we...
It feeds on our emotions and not just our scars...
Today I write,
tomorrow I won't...
I believe that you were killed,
even if it wasn't murder by the book...
I'm a balloon,
taped to an oxygen tank...
Anything -
I don't want to feel...
Lie to me.
Tell me it's okay...
Lined paper, camera shoots;
I wrecked your fantasy...
I take this box of chalk
and begin to colour the pavements...
For my sleep has become a reckoning and I cannot...
I'm the immortal to it's senses that I turn my...
The faint noise of shallow footsteps
echoes across these empty hallways...