Time feels like delusion without you,

Eclipsing my vision of a fine life,

All my dreams lost in its darkness,

Meaningless without a purpose.

It’s Grief that runs in my veins,

Inhaling dread and exhaling pain,

Gripped with an anxious suppression,

In an isolated prison of depression.

I barely scratch the surface of this life,

With a bleeding heart, I try and strive,

But what’s broken remains broken,

Even under the glue of words sweetly spoken,

I can never feel the polluted sympathy,

In-action can never translate to empathy,

A lesson that the brute time has shown,

At the very end, you are on your own,

And whether I fix or not the broken me,

No audience will ever gather to see,

A fact  for me  not very well known, 

Under your pampered care, this wasn’t shown.

And I can continue to rant, all this sad talk,

Or gather my dreams and choose to walk,

Either way, it’s an individual option,

 Life without you is brutal without any captions!

Dedicated to my sweetest, dearest, loveliest Mommy, my everything. I am sorry this is a sad one, but you are the only one who can accept all of me.