Momma

I see you weeping momma…
                wipe those tears from your eyes.
Just take the needle from my arm,
                and sing me a lullaby.

Sing a song like you used to do
                as I drift off to sleep again.
I know I’m not a baby no more,
                but for now, let’s play pretend…

Remember how I used to play
                With boxes, sticks, and toys?
Remember how I was always happy
                and naturally filled with joy!

Remember all those summer nights
                I chased after fireflies and frogs?
Remember how I screamed and laughed
                Chasing around our poor dog?

Please remember my soft skin
                as you dried me from my bath…
and push now from your memory
                My skin now caked with dirt, and black…

Remember the light within my eyes
                as I sat while you read to me…
And not the dimness now in its place
                as my head rests on your knees.

Remember me that way, momma!
                Remember me how I used to appear…
Remember me as your little one,
                and not the broken one you hold here…

My pain and sorrow got the best of me,
                I couldn’t rise above my own mistakes…

Please forgive me…and love me momma…
                Don’t hate me momma….
                             I never meant for your heart to break.