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
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Author:
esmé (
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- Comment from author about the poem: it’s an expression of emotion something i couldn’t find the words to say out loud
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Emotive words esmé.
Welcome to MPS
I'm not sure if it's a human trait to want love, maybe time. I suppose looking to the animal kingdom where you're let loose as soon as you can hunt. Likewise, I still think you will bloom iregardless of mother.
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