Spiritually Ill
Long was my time of proudly witnessing her endless charms
ability to seed smiles and respect with Southern wiles aplenty.
Then, intrusion of quick insist, in shadowed shift, gave glimpse
of her facial expression failing her known impression and lilt.
Flash lit sad scripts and ego drips, pained my daughter pity adrift.
Each year since, our shared authentic love became more ripped as
she brazenly exposed self-loathing, clothed in superior mode and
attitude maintained by pathetic tries to admire herself in other’s eyes.
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2017
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