i'm silent, your deep brown eyes are in my devil-like ones.
you yell and scream, i keep moving on, writing you notes, apologizing, saying i love you, but you never budge.
you don't hold a grudge
but this is different.
we are children. what can i say? we laugh, and play and work all day.
i love you, you should love me.
i can't feel our love, it's faded away.
you have no fear, i like it that way.
but when it gets in your hand, like a quarter or dime
you control it and make us all fall into ashes,
turn us to rashes
that never wear off.
i still look in your eyes and see the roles that you play.
the key to life, right in your eyes,
the problem and the salvation.
i love you mommy.
And I am humbled.