Poetry

Samantha


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1 april 2012

Dear Mom

My mind wanders to older days,
Where things weren't hopeless and I played in waves,
Lost direction and hate to say it,
But you showed me this road you may have paved it,
Tripping over all your lies,
They grab my ankles and cover my cries,
These chains have rust running down my wrist,
Finding pain in the trust that doesn't exist,
The light in my eyes faded black,
You never had the time to notice that,
Completely broken you didn't miss a piece, 
I sit here chocking on my own heartbeat,
Life feels hollow and I feel alone,
So many places and I wanna go home,
I know now that it's just a dream, 
Just a flicker of hope that seems obscene,
Home is a place that you belong,
It's hard to face that this feels wrong,
Looking up to the sky did me no good, 
Tilted my head down and watched where I stood,
Someone save me before I fall,
Standing on the edge and you just pushed me off






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