A Mother’s Tears

To be completely honest Without the pretty lines and rhymes I might not be The daughter my mother wanted And she might not be The mother I needed We may not Get along or communicate well But one of the worst things I have ever experience Is my mother's tears -Kel Dayheart

Wonderful You

Don't fall into conformity You are more than One of the masses You are wonderfully you And don't let anyone Say differently -Kel Dayheart

Unwilling to Break

We cannot have happiness If we are unwilling To take the pain with it How can we truly be happy Without having something to compare it to -Kel Dayheart

Car Sick

Traveling this way Always makes me sick With nerves as I watch The scenery pass in a blur Because there is always A chance I will not Make it to my destination -Kel Dayheart

All Out

I'm all out of faith It died a quiet death When I was only eight It was laid to rest Right beside him -Kel Dayheart

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