I don't know what happened to the kid mama raised I don't know what happened to that little boy you use to praise Between the drugs and hurt all I can do is sleep for days What happened to that bleach blonde boy who would bask in the sun's rays? He crumbled when I woke up in the hospital and saw my mother and sisters face But somewhere inside me, he's there, still trying to find his place; we both are
Was hunching somewhere on the street waiting for the bus, Saw the scene in front and it explained a lot about life... There it was standing alone in all the season which are in disguise, So it has risen in such a strong yet beautiful tree... #tree#life#alone#grown
She shines, in a world of darkness. She is right in the middle. Trying to fill the shoes she was born into. At times she is a disaster, about to snap. The heaviness she feels is unimaginable. The pain comes to make sure she feels alive. She realized a while ago, that without the pain she wouldn't be the woman she is today. She finds a way to smile, when she knows others are down. Seems all to familiar to her. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ She figures it would be a great story to tell. The way she became to know herself. After all the hate she had built inside of her. Walls of being used. Walls of the lies being whispered about. Each wall built very tediously. Built on hope and fear. Fear she will walk right into the walls. Having made the greatest impact on the children she raised. See, her memory is failing. But, here she has the best friends to remind her. Teaching them to be modest. To be kind, always use their manners. Be polite never rude. Be kind to the elderly. Those that are lost in a world that of addiction, offer them something to eat. Or to a homeless man. It may be the last meal they have. Proud of her kids, that aren't small anymore. Grown now. That's the impact she will leave behind. She doesn't know what lies ahead. She feels she knows, but time is the teller of all. Time is wearing thin. Time, time, we all think we have so much time. The truth is we have so much time to do as we need to. Time speeds up, slows down at it's discrepancy. If she should pass before she wakes, please know she has enjoyed all the times they just sat and laughed. Till they cried and just made them laugh more. Watching their favorite movies over and over again. Jumping in the mud puddles to make the biggest splash. (And there she was hoping they don't get sick the next day.) She know she was not so perfect, She regrets those times. She is sorry. So very sorry. She loves you all, never forget that. The memories of them, made together. Please know she will be watching down, protecting all of you. The families you will see before you, that are now your own. Love them, cherish them and make every moment count.