Pained

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home

the place where i am safe,
where i don't need to say, "just in case."

her warm, hazel, golden eyes
when they meet mine
stopping us in time

his cold, burning attitude
the ones that make me beg for you
as i scream keep us as one instead of two

but it was comforting
the lies of my life were never changing
beautiful as my lover singing

that was my secure place
where i knew i could always stay
the thing i'd never have to kiss away

and now
it's buried in my vague memory
forever and never the same to me

"find me," i beg her
but it's too late when she calls,
"i'll see you later."

and i find myself in my sea
under my bedsheets
lying awake so late, it's morning

i grieve about her,
for she was my greatest love

how could i love anybody more than her:
my sweet, sweet mother?