Mum

You ask me for answers
And I can not hide
This pure fear
I feel inside

My voice is shattered
It will not flow
To say the words
You need to know

I move my eyes
To something new
It breaks the strain
I can not undo

I take a breathe
And count to three
This is the way
It has to be

Your shaken words
Just somehow plea-
'Come on now,
Please talk to me?'

Underneath
The seal of pain
Is lifted with
No way to explain

I shrink up small
And you are near
You take my hand
And steer me clear

The road ahead
Seems not so long
This is my life
Mum, I am living on

22/10/2005

***Obviously this poem was written for my mum***

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