To live is to CONQUER.

Mothers come in different shapes

A mom I sure did want

 But about it I was nonchalant

 I searched and search since mine had left

 I was even capable of theft

 Mom where was she to be?

If the pain and sorrow was all I could see

 My mom left me high and dry

 And as four year olds I’d cry

So I wander these streets

In fear of wetting my bed sheets

But little did I know

That my “mom” just would not show

 It took 13 years

And endless rivers of tears

 To realize my mom yea she was right here

Vanishing away all my fear

I didn’t come from inside of her

 Well who even knows cuz being born is a blur

 My mom took me in when I was just five

She gave me a home just like a bee hive

Her hair yea it’s gray

 I made it that way

My mom wanted me

Even when I was too blind to see

 She picked up my pieces when I was broke down

 And laughed while I punched a clown

Yea she wanted me all broken and scarred

 And I loved her and her nasty cigars

 My mom I found her right next to me

 And all I had to say was sorry

For i had not seen that she’d been right there

Through all of my saddness and deep despair

My mom was 5’3

Almost as tall as me

Her name is virgina,you know like the state?

And this fact i could no longer negate

She is my mother the one i searched for

the one who picked me up when i cried on the floor

i love her for now

and ever so more

 -mom & grandmother are one <3

The fragile romantic soul inside me.

It creeps out from time to time.
Its most unjust and saddest crime
But beyond the life I knew I cannot see
The thin line between a we
A third walks beside
And the fear creeps inside
My unfortunate soul was shattered
And the person I was no longer mattered
Who I was
Is now who I’m not
My heart is tied up in one huge knot
Love ,it was the saddest excuse
But sadly this fate I can not refuse
What did love do?
It broke me
In two..