Swaying idly on the swing with a slouched head...
My heart so heavy yearning for the dead...
Trying to reminisce about a mother i never had..
Fabricating pictures of her in my head...
To be honest it hurts so bad..

Swaying idly on the swing with a slouched head
On a day with a weather so soothing but not soothing enough to soothe my pain....
A weather so serene but not serene enough to pacify the thoughts in my brain....
So I sat there, pondered and teared up in the rain...
it hurts so bad to shed tears in vain

Swaying idly on the swing with a slouched head
Wondering what her voice sounded like
Wondering what her fingertips felt like
Wondering why God bestowed me with so much torture
It hurts so bad my chest burns like a scorcher

Swaying idly on the swing with a slouched head
Wondering if she died on the hospital bed
If she embraced me, kissed my sinciput and said
goodbye
What if everything I was told is all a lie?
Wonder if I am the reason she died

It hurts so bad knowing that you're yearning for someone you'll never have
I hope you resting in peace dear mother

©Tjebane M.B