Vibrant colors
Countless flowers
Four subtle beeps
The hallway expands
Instantly
The fragrance
Of lost hope
And prayer
I stand and wait
Frozen
One step in
My eyes turn to glass
I feel the worst
For you, mother
You smile
Yet your eyes are hollow
I watch silently
For I am seen
By the empty souls
Searching for hope
My decision is made
To laugh
Rather than cry
It's all I have
My poor mother
Utters names
They enter your ears
But that's where they stop
She calls you mom
I watch your face
Nothing changes
My heart breaks
Carpet turns to tile
One tear drops
I wonder if this time
Was our last
I fight my thoughts
As I enter the car
My seatbelt clicks
No
My face feels numb
As cold streaks appear
How long do I have
Before my greatest fear
I look the the mirror
As I study my mothers face
Please
Don't let her be next
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Frozen Feelings
PoetryThis book outlines the pain I experienced in my past and the things that I look back on. These are my greatest fears and worst moments. I'm not writing this for the public, but for myself
