Monday, November 30, 2015

Mother, Father

I'm related to you 
Your blood boils in my veins 
Your hurt runs in small pipes 
Hydrating me 

I'm related to you 
They say I've got my fathers eyes
I see you in my compromise 
They hear you when my words are wise

I came from you 
I run from all your reckless motions 
I carry rivers, your emotions 
Each and every heavy notion

You're my father 
They say my eyes just have a look 
my days are written in your book 
I threw away the pain and took 
Something lighter 

You're my mother 
I didn't really ever breathe 
then you walked in, rocked me to sleep 
You wake me every morning 
to watch the sun bringing relief 

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