Vibrant colors
Countless flowers
Four subtle beeps
The hallway expandsInstantly
The fragrance
Of lost hope
And prayerI stand and wait
Frozen
One step in
My eyes turn to glassI feel the worst
For you, mother
You smile
Yet your eyes are hollowI watch silently
For I am seen
By the empty souls
Searching for hopeMy decision is made
To laugh
Rather than cry
It's all I haveMy poor mother
Utters names
They enter your ears
But that's where they stopShe calls you mom
I watch your face
Nothing changes
My heart breaksCarpet turns to tile
One tear drops
I wonder if this time
Was our lastI fight my thoughts
As I enter the car
My seatbelt clicks
NoMy face feels numb
As cold streaks appear
How long do I have
Before my greatest fearI look the the mirror
As I study my mothers face
Please
Don't let her be next
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Frozen Feelings
PoetryThis book outlines the pain I experienced in my past and the things that I look back on. These are my greatest fears and worst moments. I'm not writing this for the public, but for myself