i know they gave us lies
and still are keeping the truth
but i'll do my best to fly
and scream from the rooftops with you.
i wish we were more aware
of the awful things we've barely seen.
i want to reach out and care.
i want your daughter to live through her teens.
i don't need speech to talk
or control of my muscles to move.
i won't take you for a walk
but i'll fly you across the moon.
how can i live without my child?
how can i live with this pain?
i should have known your spirit was wild,
but you're lost to the sea anyway.
i will nudge you from the nest
and see you black against the sky.
all i want is to take my rest.
all i want is for you to fly.
i'll pick you up when you suffer.
i'll take you and ferry you above.
and though i have been your mother,
i'll do it without your love.
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