A Mother’s Love
With the blackest of moss I cover you like sheathing To shelter you from the rays That burn you with scars
Godspeed
I released him today The trials and tribulations that engulfed me once upon an autumnal gaze
Inner Strength
It occurred to her Moments into her resolve During the eve of her awakening That battles were made of breakable stone
Woes & Waterfalls
Then, like the coward he was Disbanded the apex of my cranium Succumbed me to the untimely pendulum Of his clenched fists
Empty Vessels
Many like the muted sounds Resonates the empty chatter Of voided vessels
Hollow Spaces
Puncture me with the exactitude Of your pristine assemblage Deep within the hollow spaces of my inner cheek
Like Sand
In this subdued mood I find myself In a constant ebb of itself Grieving for you
Like Therapy
Enlighten me From where all aching depletes Squander the indulgence Of curative measure
TRIBUTE & DEDICATION
All homage to the resilience. Thrown in the lonely trenches, you can’t really tell beneath all the fruition, all that came with it, all the wreckage, the black and blues, all the spreaded legs.
