…blue waves

…today is hard-

the coverup is even harder-

i wanted to be done today-

i wanted the soul and the sadness to separate-

how are we to carry so much pain?

to parent with such massive depression?

and what happens when we no longer can?

is there really that moment when strength actually leaves? -entirely?

my sons eyes are so bright- his joy is so innocent-

so i laugh alongside him, to make that world exist-

at 45 i don’t know my purpose-

i often wonder how many talented souls became bones underneath earths gravel-

will my gifts be buried too?

today is hard-

the coverup is even harder-

i wanted to be done today-

but maybe i just need some blue waves-

some medicated water for the mental illness-

they say blue waves heal the mind-

then Gods sun dries you off-

but ain’t no blue waves in the hood-

and i can’t afford the real thing-

damn-…

today is hard.

kb

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