Dear Mother

A poem about my mother.

At the same time of year

My body reacts without thought

The motionless emotionless depressive state…

The chest pain and the tightness

And the unknowing hate…

I breath fire and I speak tears that never dry

Until the spring that don’t remind me

That my mother died

That I’m chained to missing dinners

And the southern pride

I’m not afraid to fly…

But the sighs that leave my body take my energy

Stealing the oxygen that remains in my lungs

The asthmatic attraction of suffocation

Resembles the struggle of a man being hung

My tongue shivers with unspoken emptiness

Yet the pain that resides in me stays

It’s the winter that takes away fruitfulness

And takes away joy from my days

Dear Mother I hope you are reading this

So you may now know how I feel

Dear Mother I hope you are hearing this

So maybe my heart can now heal