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confession


Confession

A cry.

Its just me.

Suckling at my mother’s breasts

She looks into my eyes.

Hands cradling,

I will always love you.

She reassures me.

A mistake.

Its just me.

Tears in her eyes.

A warm embrace.

I trust you.

She reassures me.

An illness.

Its just me.

She sits besides me.

The bags under her eyes reassure me.

A failure.

Its just me.

She hands me a ladder.

Her strength reassures me.

A success.

Its just me.

She looks up at a god unseen.

Her prayers reassuring me.

A confession.

Of a love forbidden;

Its just me.

Silence. More painful than words.

She will never reassure me.