Smoking in the Dark

[Vagabond]

I wrote this earlier this year when my Mother was deathly ill. She's recovered, for the time being...but the shadow still hangs around.


Smoking in the Dark


It's 2a.m.
and I sit alone
smoking in the dark.
My mind is reeling
and my heart
turned upside down.

You've been there
just out of sight
enough to let me know
that someone
still gives a sh*t.

So many years lost
so much we'll never know.
But the unspoken
between mother and child
takes it all beyond.

Parallel paths we've walked
which is why
you've understood.
Identical twists and turns
now and again...
I follow your footsteps
in my own way.

But now a stranger waits
villan of the ages
who takes but never gives.
His black expression
and cold hands
eager to embrace
that which I love most.

So here I sit
At 2 a.m.
smoking in the dark
My heart bleeding
and my soul
torn to shreds
at the thought of losing you.

[Madsengirl]

Omg....that's excellent.

[TsnMMFan]

The ability to grasp the mother daughter relationship precisely is something that only comes from a true maternal bond. Well done, because those words eloquently trace the outer edges of a mother daughter bond facing a potential end. I love it and I must say, you've done a wonderful job capturing emotion.

[Nove]

Oh,I've been there and feel the despair,it made me cry,it bought back memories.
Nove.

[MsBlonde69]

Wow Vaga that was really good.

[Nove]

The poem is beautiful and how many people know the feeling of despair and what is on the other side to make thing better
Nove.