Can we play pretend,
forget we were ever friends?

I run away every night.
Lay in my bed and picture a better life.
Somewhere where I'm happy.
Where I don't end up breaking down everyday.
Where I can actually have a conversation in a home without yelling.
Where I feel loved... or even acknowledged.
Somewhere where I'm happy is way too far for me to travel.

A Childless Mother

There's a woman out there who smokes her nights away.
Shooting up to get rid of the pain.
She has daughters, a young and an old.
Their lives, without a mother, unfold.
Replacements are made and they soon forget
the mother who God knows will have regrets.
It's graduation night for a girl so bright.
A mom on her arm, she forgets for a night.
These mothers who love without so much a thought,
a love and a life that cannot be bought.
So that woman whose drifting and drinking life away,
has no rights when she's not there for the everyday.
Their mom's not the woman birth made it to be,
a new mommy makes it their destiny.

BElieVE.

Alone is how you were born.
It's how you'll die.
It's safest.
No one to trust.
There's no such thing as unconditional love.
Love is a daily thing and you take it in whatever way you can,
grab onto it and hold it, if only for the night.
Repeat the words they say,
replaying it all in your head.
Then it changes.
It's a constant flipping of emotions.
Until your heart becomes too broken to repair,
alone.
Once and for all.