My Mother
They ask me why I have the courage to roll out of bed
With only positive thoughts passing through my head
What do you live to see?
Other than a women your mother would be proud to see you be?
I live to see my mother full of the light she possesses
Terminal illness
Have no chance against brightness
I live to see love without conditions
I wake up excited to see that she is still here
To be able to nag me until I am deaf in both ears
To hear her laugh echo through my family's home
To watch her eyes light like fire
To know that she holds us together
This is what I roll out of bed to see
Money could never buy you the love that comes from my family
They ask me why I can be so calm when I know that there is this lingering bomb
Hanging
Hanging
Above my head
How can I be so calm holding on to a sickening dread?
Because
I have a reason to roll out of bed
They say light peaks through things that are broken
Maybe so
But I sure am glad to have woken