Mama

2020 Smith, Lynn Rilean

Photo credits to Mama

That little voice inside your head

Taunting you for days on end

You’re tired, scared and it all aches

Pain echos as your heart breaks

You’re quiet and your minds a mess

Let me say I know that best

It hurts to ( to know ) the fear

To feel so scared

Inside your safe

We’re all mad here

You tried to say you have no fear

Drunk and drugs

All disappears

You, myself and everyone

Someone’s daughter

Someone’s son

Believe me when I say that you are loved

Who do you tell your story to

The one that keeps you sad and blue

~You trust no one

so tellings hard to do

You will drop some things ya see

first things first

drop to your knees

~ Drop down and cry

Pray

Set me free

Should have done it differently

Like you I did it

Had to be

Took the turn to worse you see

Please now just go

Just leave

Pride eating at the wounded soul

Ego swallows conscience whole

Tortured self takes its toll

Bones rest on a bench tonight

Tell my mom I’ll be alright

The stars light up the sky

I search for end in sight

Right now my path came to this stone

Mama,

One day I may come back home.

Until or when

I love you heart and soul,

Love, your oldest son

Photo credit to Mama inside Gypsy Coffee house downtown Tulsa, Ok.

Faith is where your fear can rest

Hope ~ knows you are loved and blessed

You’ve come this far so please don’t quit

Please don’t give up on you

You, myself, and everyone

Someone’s daughter

Someone’s son

Believe me when I say that you are loved

You may not see it now

Faith, hope, when, how

One day you can look back

One day you will look back

Look back

Look back and be like wow

You made it through that yesterday

Tomorrow’s still a day away

Live in the moment

Right here and now

Be right there

Be still and see

You can get up

Come back to me

Mom I’ll be there

Wait on me

I’ll be home

I’m going to ask her to marry me

Photo credits to Mama on eve of proposal
November 16th 2018

You, myself and everyone

Someone’s daughter

Someone’s son

Believe me when I say that you are loved

You, myself and everyone

Someone’s daughter

Someone’s son

Believe me when I say that you are loved

You, myself and everyone

Someone’s daughter

Someone’s son

2020 Smith, Lynn Rilean

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