life is an abstract painting

The memories melting and stirring in my mind the smell of the lilacs pollen in the sky floating about the air as my body silky smooth the lies on the concrete of my floor I'm not asking for more than a soft Embrace gentle is Grace to erase that of my depressive thoughts lilies and lilacs in their own tinny pots my stomach twisting turning in knots to tie that of a bow I know I'm not who ought to be I'm not who I thought I'd be but the person that I am now is the one I'll have to see and for once i gander the mirror I'll not be covered in drenched in fear with flowers in my hair and the love I share and stretch like taffy I'll be happy and give myself the proper care but still on for now I will be haunted by that stare but I know my feet will one day not tremble and shake my mind will awake my heart will soften in quakes and I will step over that very stare at that haunted my mind my only goal is to be gentle and kind to the people that I find are like me don't you see I want to mother of thee I'll be motherly And the day the children will be free from an achy heart and when your World falls apart you with all certainty will find yourself a new start because life is an abstract painting of Art