Half a bottle of cologne

Someone broke into my car the other day.

They must have been desperate. I don't have any tint on my windows, my seats were dirty and covered with dog hair. It's been a couple weeks since I got it washed, I guess all of us are going through some struggles. I had half drunken water bottles all over the floor, (I swear I was going to drink them later). I didn't have much inside my car. Just the usual change in the middle dashboard (couple quarters, pennies, and nickels), They took that too. I checked my middle console where we all rest our arms whenever we feel tired after a long day’s work (I guess I didn't have anything of value to them), but they must have liked the way I smelled, so they took my cologne (It wasn’t full, less than half). I guess I can’t be that mad, almost feels like a compliment.

One day I will stand on green grass,

flowers in hand,

tears on my face for a life I never got to have.

That day I’ll lay to rest more than your soul,

I’ll finally put down this fear that I hold.

That day I will no longer hold these heavy walls,

that day I can love you without the consequence it holds.

That day I’ll be safe from what this world cruely made you,

that day I can love you like I have always longed to.

That day Songbird will play in the background,

purple iris’ and gerber daisies will completely surround you.

I will curl up alone with my face near your headstone,

finally feeling safe with the mother I adored.

Though my heart will always be broken,

that day will no longer be torn. For that day I will know,

a mothers love without scorn.