Disillusion

Sold, tainted and stole
Torn individual
Melting into the ground
Laughing in the face of a painful past
At last condemned to the torture
He inflicts on her suborn soul.
Surrounded by layers of different dementia
In golden shadows of haunted houses,
She sits.
Pleading to break away
And wander to higher ground.
Where I stay with the water beside me
Where the colors blend into a vast imagery,
That lies right in front of me.
And here I still plead for tranquility without you near.
You lay with the fragile water of disillusion
While I sit with the calming water of truth.
Mother I miss you.
And I know somewhere inside you miss me too.
But you lack the sense
To save your hopeful heart
From the insincere devious fools
That tear us apart.
And inside you must be
Screaming
As I do with these lines
For our lives have parted ways
And I  can’t  help
But miss you.

Jessica Kennedy