They are too busy
Glued to the television
Sleeping away the pain
No one will play
Canine keeps me company
Licks away my salty tears
Rough tongue on sensitive skin
'You're sweet', I say
Writing in an empty room
Twilight blurring shaky vision
Stay in between the lines
Can't see what I'm saying
I am grieving the loss
of a mother
of an undecided future
of the past
of myself
I am in mourning
Wet hair dampens pillows
Eyes stray to the outside world
Swallow the lump in my throat
Limbs give out; my mind moves on