Eternally Yours

whispers, beckoning into invisible arms, huddled. vicious, violent sobs-viscous breathing.

inky black, reaped from your heart. And so I reach for your heart.

Child- inhale,exhale. You grip the frame of the joyful photo. grapple with the facts and return with throbbing cries.

the mothers love you crave is gone, so I let the shadows cradle you, crazily. 

One day the wrenching pain will fade into obscure, obsidian darkness and become obsolete. 

I thought there was a reason eternal and maternal rhymed,

but i went
too
soon.
 

crisscross

NY

16 years old

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