Mother mother
Why has father run off
I saw him put that glimmering silver in your hand
Bottles all around
Why are you on the floor
Mother?
Why wont you answer me
The clear liquid father gave me burns my thought
There's red coming out of my mouth
The blazing orange all around me doesn't help either
Mo
Mother?
YOU ARE READING
strang pomes and stories
Randomthe few stories or pomes I come up with while in class and bored with nothing to do
