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WHen I was stumbling on the rocks of life

who was there to help me rise?

When I was falling through the endless night

who was there to hear my cries?



I think back on those lonely things

and know it wasn't you

Because as much as I needed lifting

you always seemed to need it to.



I was there for you to lean upon

when times were getting tough

but you couldn't seem to bolster me

when my life had gotten rough.



I can not seem to understand

how life had turned this way,

for looking in your vacant eyes

there is nothing I can say.



FOr once you were the mother

and once I was the child

once I had niavete,

oh how once I smiled.



Now I am an emtpy husk

searching for my tears

becoming your carbon copy

is the greatest of all my fears



But I'll learn to turn my back away

even though you need me now

Perhaps you'll see the light this time

to understand somehow.



I say to you goodbye

For you are no longer my mother,

I say to you farewell

SO that I may love another.

I sit with empty eyes,

pieces of my soul falling down from the ebony sky,

a wash of red lava tears streaming down my face.



Cursed is this soul that I walk in,

tired are the feet that god has given me

trudging across of this life

wasted in the glory of repentance.



My throat is shriveled from screaming out to the unknown

my eyes have shrunken into the back of my skull,

peering out at those

with the courage to gaze in at me.



So many days have gone,

that days are nights and those that are to come

have already gone past

those that are past are distant dreams.



There are those that would scream

there are those that would pound their feet on distance sands

there are those that would whisper into the ears of another.



I have wasted my breath for too long,

my unripe shoulders are burdened

stones of age grind between my young bones,

My body and soul have grown old without me.



This weight,

this is the weight that all feel.

The thing that none dare speak its name.

Such a small thing.

A tortured thing,

bound and dragged through endless times and memories.



When the rain falls down from the endless sky,

I’ll wake to visions of auroras and sparkling twilight moons.

I’ll wake to things behind my mind.

Deep down things

red hot things.

Burning with heat to turn the face of the jealous sun.



To wake in that other place,

to leave behind wasted tears,

to leave behind broken hearts

and twisted dreams.



Perhaps in that other life

perhaps in that other place.

Angels wait to hold me,

Loved ones call to me,

Happiness waits like a shining star in the distance.

So close, and yet so far away.