Grief

[WiltedWings]

My mother's lips move but all I hear is thunder
The hollow sound of her heavy smile mimics laughter
As it echoes far away in my head
I run outside, her memories chasing me
The rain kissing my barbed-wire skin
With ice, creating a new layer of fragility
Over my glass-cut suit of armor
Lightning laces the sky and shocks my heart
Destroying every reminder of staying strong
The salt of the rain creates a river of emptiness
Revealing who it is I look like for the first time
I am too shy to cry in front of the mirrors
That drown me in her yesterdays, those reflections
Whose eyes I try desperately to avoid
The same way my older brother looks away from me
And when mourning comes once again
I have to refrain from using the jagged edges
Of broken silhouettes to cut off my face and remove
The burden of wearing the woman I didn't love enough