Beautiful Mother,
please don't cry...

I wish I was there
to dry your tears...

Lately, she's been watching the weather
through the safety of her bedroom window...

I don't know the words to say any more
to explain my silence to you...

Can you really lose something
that has already been gone...

A crack in the winter sky
lets the rain pour down...

Unsupported,
disbelieved...

Pretending the sun is shining
does not stop the rain from falling...

Gazing into the mirror,
her lips smile with familiar approval...

Eating becomes a fear,
attempts become impossible...

Too afraid to close my eyes at night,
I lay awake and stare into my demons...

In a familiar place of insecurity,
I can feel you drifting further away...