dear mother
it’s hard for me to say
i’ve only just bloomed
but my petals are wilting
i’m a broken piece
in your little game
i need you to help me
i don’t want you to fix me
the crimson flame
in my blazing eyes
is burning out
my heart is weak
defeated by the trembling cries
forcing from my quivering lips
a damaged boat sinking to the ocean floor
i’m reaching out
searching for your hand
are you reaching too
or do you not see me falling
i’m not ill mother i need you to see
i alone am dying
behind your unfocused lens
alone
dying
gone