A Little Less Loved

Mom and Me

Lonely, lost, I walk this path,
It’s full of darkness.
A little less loved is how I feel,
Lesser loved and sightless.

Wake up in the morning,
And I look at your tea cup.
Suddenly I’m reminded you’re gone,
And how there is little less of love.

I wander through the day,
Deserted and clueless.
Can’t figure out how to live, or breathe,
Blinded by the darkness.

In the evening, I come back to a house,
Which I once had called a home,
I wander through the walls that scream,
They scream that I’m alone.

Somehow I gather the courage,
To walk up to your room.
Everything still looks the same,
I can smell your perfume.

The smiles you smiled, the laughs you laughed,
In the house, they still echo,
The mirror has held your reflection,
Not wanting to let go.

Many words unsaid,
So many things were left undone,
The memories come back to me,
They come back one by one.

In the night, I lay in bed,
Counting the promises to keep,
Your smiling face, I miss, I miss,
So I cry myself to sleep.

I cry, I weep, I break, I scream,
Million times a day.
I search, I cry, I fall, I try,
But I cannot find my way.

So, blinded I just keep on going,
Lost in the darkness.
Coz a little less loved is what I am,
Lesser loved and motherless.

Mom

image

I don’t want to disappoint you,
But I simply can’t move on.
Never will I deal with it,
That Mummy, you are gone.

No, I will not agree,
That this was meant to be,
Was extremely selfish of you to leave me alone,
To simply die on me.

The memories, they haunt me Mom,
They haunt me all the time.
How could anything take you away,
When you were but all mine?

And no, you have to come back,
You’ve got to come back for me.
For my success, for my wedding,
And for the grandkids you wanted to see.

Please come back just once,
At least to brush my hair,
To shower me with all the loving,
With all the loving and the care.

Please oh please come back,
Just for a day or so.
You’ve got to come back Mom,
I wasn’t ready to let you go.