

As the day passes by, I watch the fruits you bore into this world, Turn sour in your hands. Everyday, I watch the gemstones in
Truthfully, I have been lying to myself every day, Ever since the day I knew what lying was. I am not anything special, I will
I have called on you countless times, But you haven’t responded. Called on you in the face of danger, But you turned your back and
I was a child, Seeking the guidance and warmth, That only a mother could give, But all I got was the cold stare of religious
It is the sound; The heavy steps echoing, The vibration; getting closer, Stealthily, slowly and heavy. My body freezes, Another trip to hell. The door
You told me to be careful. Careful of the city. Dread the people there Not to involve myself in things you have always warned me
Amazing, intelligent, superwomen and all that I’m looking at your photo. My bad. I forgot. I don’t have any pictures of you. You were to
It’s 5th May on this side. Mother’s day they call it. We brought flowers for you today. Gentle tulips for a beautiful soul Red. We