can you see her standing there
trying to find anywhere
there are flowers in her hand
but she does not know why
offered is advice to you
but all you do is fake it
mother, she’s only yours tonight
and she never cries mother
i know there’s hurt inside
drowning in her own visions
she’s begging the past to stay behind
there’s a black cat in the night
there’s a black cat in that sky
i know there’s rain inside that truth
but you just have to face it

© Jeff Kimball

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trying to forget what might have been
only to remember what had happened
take the knife
that has been placed
singing that merciful song
death is upon that open gate
black and white
with open arms

© Jeff Kimball

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why do i talk to myself
everyday in the car
in front of the mirror
in the shower
am i alone
do i talk to you
colors I see in front of me
slipping
bumped my head
pay attention more
head aching
fatigue overtakes my body
blah blah blah
shut up
keep trekking
ignore the voices
food in front of me
expenses overflowing
wallet disappearing
stresses jolting
day of life
disgusting everyone

© Jeff Kimball