Mom
My tears that fell from my pale brown eyes,
Have stopped, dried up, concealing the pain.
The life that used to be lived under the skies,
Is now only lived in vain.
I am lost, in this world of cruelty and poverty,
Alone in this sick, dark forest,
With no map to guide me or lock for the key;
But knowing death as a way out, surest.
I used to go and find love in beings,
Now I only seek anything from myself;
Only my eyes are ever seeing;
All the pain, I have hidden away on a shelf.
I have given up on everything I ever had.
I no longer want anything from anyone.
My eyes used to be so bright, now only sad.
My skin no longer touched by the sun.
My remorse is never shown.
The feelings have left and I am numb.
"This will leave as she has grown."
Look as me now, I bet you feel dumb.
This was not a stage
That I would pass through.
My heart and soul full of rage,
All because of you.
Thank you Mom
For never caring;
Setting the timer on my bomb.
I'm all alone now
And this is my sharing.
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