this is about my mom.


I sit and stare at her blank blue eyes.
I can’t even tell the wonder from the lies.
She asks me to tell her why my inside cries.
The silence is killing me, I try to be wise.

My mouth opens,
No words come out.
My airways are closed.
All I want is to scream and shout.

It’s hard to say the words I know will break her,
Because sticks and stones would never shake her.

She lets go of a sigh and walks right out.
I’m left with a rainy road and a lot of doubt.