when I last slipped up-
It was like black-ice...
eating greedily
from the acceptance table...
I see her footprints fade
upon the earth like a nightmare...
O' how I miss and mourn for mother's voice
That swiftly passed like Autumn's southern breeze...
Dancing away the sorrow of separation
Engaged in a battle of what ifs and what not...
Eyes flicker as anxiety
climbs the walls...
There's no easily accessible sun
that I can summon at will...
I saw your shadow yesterday
blown about the treetops...
..so help me please, for I am lost
I seek a bridge and need to cross...
Darkness and me, we are a team
then there is this hippie waiting to be born...
demons encroach upon my mind
a stomping ground for reapers of darkness...
I, along with your father
created your soul, it took...