Escaping Heart Poem by grace mariner

I'm glad you're escaping this tomb I've kept you in,
though my current state would not make it seem so.
When the elder left it didn't seem so bad.
I realize now that was because of you.
Another thing I never thanked you for.
But like my spirit, this house has rotted and decayed around us,
around you.
I've said it many times that it was unfair that you suffered and stagnated,
because of my poor choices and mental decline.
But it seems I take too long to grieve.
So much loss in just 365 days?
And now you can fly free away from this unhealthy place,
this unhealthy person.
Your mothers spirit flew years ago too, only to once again
become ensnared and broken by life.
Good for you my son as you've broken that hold that I held you fast with!
I will stay entombed for I have nowhere or no one to fly to.
Isolative and fearful by nature, I will feel it's true weight for the first time.
And my tears are selfish tears as I'd hoped you'd stay,
yet feared you'd never go.
No ones child should be held captive to the parents insanity.
That is what breeds the inescapable.
That is what closes the tomb.