she walks the cold dark night

full of intention, of craving and pain

her kids are at home, all under the age of 10

She doesnt know when she’ll be back again.

Street corners, many mourners

Sometimes cover up for the real loners

hes there shes in need

to cover up what she has done

Flash of light, silver bright

Dialation reverbation

Pain floats slowly away and she sags to the ground

not a sound, noone around

To see her in her favorite place

lost in space

confusion rules and thoughts drown in pools

murky brown liquid tools

Walking home, all alone

to her children asleep

head down she begins to weep

she doesnt know how long she will keep

Lying down exhausted at dawn

the kids have to be strong

feed themselves, clean the shelves

it wont be long

Mommy wake up

Mommy we need you

But mommy is gone away

Mommy wont dance today

Shes finally fixed it finally erased her mind

finally she can rest, a single flower on her breast

Shes not here, shes left mankind

Maybe she can save the rest

Example for others, of how it smothers

we try to tell them but they cannot see

through pan and mist so thick it makes you sick

Is this the way it has to be?

[Raynaadi]

WoW.....very very intense. I'm so glad thats not the way it has to be. Thank you for sharing!