Dear mother

My courage became untested when I died

Hidden in your soul unloving as it was

But I still looked up to you, yes – even if I died

You just looked at me when I bled

Instead of healing me you never cared

You just looked at me and walked on

But through this my soul still lives on

And yet I still look to you

Though I am living and still walk

Your uncaring nature makes me feel numb

It makes my journey on this earth even harder

Yes mother of the soul your child died

She carried a plight on her shoulders

Hoping that you’d see she just kept walking

Instead of mending the fence you broke it down

Yes mother of soul, even though I died

My soul became unworthy to you when I walked

My useless beauty and my unworthy plight

Yes I carried it on my shoulders as I walked

Mother of the soul, I lived, even though I died.

From your prodigal daughter