Mother Alone

Couple years old about....

She was alone one night

I screamed, she cried

It was the coldest night

Both alone we cried

 

She was her youngest then

In sadness I remember it

Her child had left her then

I screamed aloud, she cried

 

I’m now alone tonight

Now it is I who scream and cry

It was all so hard then

 

Youth is the favor of passion

Passion the kin next to fear

Memories explain none of that

Just regrets of decisions made still yet unaware

 

Her name was Joyce

To me Mom or Ma

To others b***h, to some something even more

To her mother a product better yet just to deny

To her husband disposable it seems

To her next one a free ride

To her children all but me something more, I can’t describe

To me she was lovely and she scared me sometimes

 

I regret leaving in the way I did

I regret never being her son

I regret so many things

Wish I had another chance