Mom

I sat on the porch with a lit cigarette tears streaming down my face Shock still ringing to my core... I left unresolved anger, resentment, fear harsh words said, that can't be taken back Sitting and wondering what was it all for... the smoke of my cigarette dances over my lips as I curse this life I forged... No one to blame but myself now... I know you've found peace in passing... but I'll sit here a bit longer wondering what it was all for