His Mother Buddy

Waking up from another emotional hangover,
He is in a very severe state
The stomach feels like barbed wire, his thoughts scattered
She is gone, His mother buddy,
Which means he's never felt so alone in life before
He already misses their talks,
Her way of reassuring and relaxing him
Most importantly, he is sad that she isn't a part of life anymore,
As she was a tremendously spectacular human being to many,
With a buoyant spirit and an optimistic if self-aware mentality
Dry humored with a touch of self-deprecation,
Her presence will be missed
Crying fits come and go,
He is hurting very deeply,
Maybe only routine will be his salvation
As for his mother,
He hopes that she is an angel now, since she already was to him

by Eillio Imbasciati

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