deepundergroundpoetry.com
Mother
My mum threatens
I'm going to be blue...
here's was her clue
Your dead and maybe I'm going to be too
Then
She feels tired, she feels obliged
To apologize, her fear to hide
Behind the tears and cries
The pain she felt,the pain like mine
I close my eyes and shed my tears
Now only dreams will be near
My heart pounds as I think
Is her blood as black as ink
Is her soul the devils toy
Does she care about her little boy
Am I destined to death
Will this be my last breath?
I'm going to be blue...
here's was her clue
Your dead and maybe I'm going to be too
Then
She feels tired, she feels obliged
To apologize, her fear to hide
Behind the tears and cries
The pain she felt,the pain like mine
I close my eyes and shed my tears
Now only dreams will be near
My heart pounds as I think
Is her blood as black as ink
Is her soul the devils toy
Does she care about her little boy
Am I destined to death
Will this be my last breath?
Published 8th Jun 2012
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 78
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.