Haunted: Dying Slowly
After a lifetime of everything lost
Now I know why she kept the TV on
The better not to think of what was gone
Expensive mistakes unbearable cost
She wanted to block out the echoing
Of harsh life mocking death of everything
Which dogged her every step wherever she
Found herself it found her then it found me
Having consumed my mother then it turned
To me her only son when it had done
I saw it then but only too late learned
Her lesson to which I was born begun
Inside of me to know personally
What it is really like to die this way
Now after all with nothing left to say
All I can do is understand and be
Living and dying to her memory
Her son came up but it is not yet day
+Steven Curtis Lance
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