• Overhang,
    along the edge.
    Dangle me above the truth,
    Mother.
    Like sweets
    before a child,
    you taunt.
    Flaunting the pleasures;
    a happy life.
    A Happy life.
    I want to fall,
    wrestle me from your grasp,
    Mother.
    Fall into the sea of pleasure.
    Let me see wonders,
    let me feel love.
    Let me feel Love.
    But Mother,
    you were wrong.
    There was no candy,
    there were no presents.
    No open arms,
    to guide me.
    Only a depression.
    Only My depression.
    I fell.
    I keep Falling.