I have enjoyed the pleasure's of pain
the stinging sensation of the pouring rain...
I sit here in the back seat
Look around but speak no words...
She was once a child,
A child with many dreams...
A night is ahead, haunted and breathless
The impious moon, shoved the sun to demise...
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I catch the glint of light from the steel,
As my veins and wrist begins to feel...
That night I crawled in my bed,
my face and mind were full of dread...
5-6-19
I may not have grown up like you...
To hear from her
explodes a thousand stars...
She held her child so tightly as she put him down...
Told him that she loved him and forever she would...
I see her footprints fade
upon the earth like a nightmare...
The pain inside
was unbearable...