Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Childless Mother

She was a childless mother
Standing on her two bare feet, letting the water gush between them
There was no doubt she was crying, but the tears just added salt to the rain
And she was ready to run away, so ready to run away

And the laughter echos in the walls, leaps and bounds off of packed boxes
Pitter-patter of tiny feet, pandering to the rest of the world
And she can't feel any more motivation coursing through her veins
Then when she painted the canvas of reds and blacks
Singing of hope
Holding her belly fondly
She is a childless mother
Bound forever
To this quiet house she is ready to run from

Hailing taxis always seemed dramatic
But now she only felt small as they passed
And this was her goodbye moment
Her hand goes up
Rain-drenched, crumbling slowly like a cookie in milk
She climbs into the back of her future

She was a childless mother
Young and sweet, standing alone once again
There was no doubt she was crying, but the tears just added salt to the rain
And she was ready to run away, ready to run away

Just keep blinking, it'll all be alright

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