Have you ever ran so fast
to kill the past.
Just to hear your mother breathe again.
Grip you by the hand
No fault is the default
all thoughts evade
as the covers close
So haven't I
No I lied.
By the the bedside has shut me up
riddling my head with vistas of devastation
I’m barley that was fruit
You are human and me too by extension
I am of you
I was a son
Better take root
and make it all worthwhile
This is not for everyone.
It is for you. To keep
My place is decided
I will end without being
Not truly.
But at these moments of hesitation
Imparted knowledge and love can only be shared between mother and daughter.
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