Only Mom

 Don’t trust me—I’m not the kind
Whose promises are safe to hold;
Believe the truth you surely find,
Not every word my lips have told.

I earned the fate that came to me,
So let the one I knew be free;
May their long days be bright and wide,
Far from the storms that live inside.

I only wish to smile and go
Where mother’s arms still let me stay;
I miss her more than tears can show
On quiet nights that fade to gray.

She’d slap my pride, yet hold me tight,
Call me wrong, or foolish, or small;
But in my darkest, broken night,
She would never leave at all.