tears melt away
from the snow capped mountain
that contains my fears
my inner compass off balance
lost for direction
he is lost i am lost
how do i guide him
home to his god self
hes not my baby anymore
yet not quite adult
the in between
a place i have been
treading water
sometimes sinking
swallowing misery
sometimes rising
gulping for gods words
show him a way to be real
in this world so unreal
i pray my salty tears
seep into the cracks of
his bleeding heart to
create an antidote
love heals
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