Mellifluous Murmurs

Lifeless Thoughts

Could my thoughts be filled with life,

or could my soul be filled with sanity?

Could I possibly learn to love,

or could I frantically search for an answer?

Could I hopefully lean on you,

or would my body limp and die?

Could I lovingly show you my ways,

the ones I could express so softly,

or would I be killed by your demons?

Could I reveal my faith to you,

could I serenade you with songs and hymns,

could I recite to you the words of the Lord,

or,

or,

or,

could I look up to you

because you're as soft and warm as a kitten

and as beautiful as a mermaid?

Could I love you

because you're my mother?

Could I?

Could I, possibly?

Who am I kidding,

I'm just living within

my lifeless thoughts.