Memories of Mine

What was it you said to me?
"I love you"?
No, perhaps "I miss you"?
I can't recall at all
Though I remember your smile
Or was it a frown?
I called you mother
While you call me swine
Such a beautiful pain
Yet when your pain becomes mine
I smile
I feel the air tighten its grip
Along my fingers, the blood shall drip
A crimson kind of love
Like a cliff, slowly eaten away by the waves
Something once beautiful
Becomes the blood on my lips
Though as a ghost, may I forever lay
Teary-eyed
For father became an angel
And you became mine
My only resurrection
The only person to make me smile
My only parent
You watched me tear apart my mind
Needing just one reason
Why I said I loved you
And all you say to me is,
"I wish you weren't mine"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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