Impressionable Experiences

How Mommy Died

"Divorcing Suicide"

2003

Hail to the dead,

for all that he has said.

It has been ten years by,

I just realized she did die.

His soul was distraught,

Premature of his vessel it went aloft.

I witnessed her death,

her heart sulked in its bath red.

Though I did not see with eyes,

angry blood guided my own demise.

Through all that he has taught,

the love lives though I am lost.

Her vessel is still wet,

I'm done morning her soul that left.

Darkness will stop leading me awry,

as a mother once loved in disguise.

Since sixteen I have paid the cost,

Now twenty-six I finally win the toss.