Misery's Death Poem by Amy Stuart

Wake up, Mommy, wake up
Stop coughing up blood
Come play, come play
Let me stay here with you

Oh, where am I now?
I dance upon tables
In velvet suits and all
Your pride and joy
But not your child
No.... Just your ward

I'm told not to linger
Within the dark shadows
Shadows of imagination
I'm confiding to you
I am reading to you
I am offering love alone

I weep and I weep
As I look at her grave
I spend hours right there
Weeping my tears
Lingering more
Within these shadows

I write to her
And there's no reply
What has happened?
Perhaps, forgot?
Is this another love
That I cannot quite grasp?

Send money, oh please
I beg, I implore
No warmth of heat
No warmth of love
Oh, my pretend father,
You care so little
What happened to
The falsified love?

Here I feel safe
Here I feel loved
Finally, oh finally,
I feel something more
You may think it's quite crazy
You might think it's wrong
But we loved with a love
That was more than love

But soon after, my dear
You were dead and gone
Just like mother,
Just like his,
And just like the forgetful maiden

But the maiden did rise
Above the horizon
A hollowed widow
A tear on my face

Off I go
With just her promise
Another shot
Another attempt
Another lost effect

Delirious, I die
And I lived alone
When the sun would shine
The clouds would chase
Chase away the rays of bliss
And leave me with the default
Of misery, sorrow, grief

Wake up, my dear, wake up