I feel empty,
weightless...
My mother's harsh words,
slice up my heart...
There is no point in living,
when your all alone...
You said forever
Even after death...
A father was holding his little daughter tenderly,
And a mother awaiting their safe return...
They tell me to Hate you,
To leave You...
She knew she was a flight-risk
veering on a crash...
Drunken stars collide slowly,
to erase those fading dreams...
She walks by already shaking from abuse.
Battered and broken; just no use...
I envision myself in your eyes-
My translucent membrane acting as a buffer...
She padded silently,
along the brush...
Somehow I felt the urge
to rip myself apart again tonight...