A/N: We are now on chapter 11 of Karma: Deformity Is A Curse. If you haven't read it, again, I recommend you take some time to. My fic might get pretty confusing if you don't. This poem's probably not the best one here...but still, enjoy. Please review!
Walking up the path to the
door of my mother's home—
time to visit, but will she care?
I knock and wait,
dreading her face when she sees me.
"Selah," I whisper, name on my tongue
like water;
Beautiful rock but her eyes are too blue.
Come in, come in,
I see in her eyes
she'd rather push me out into the sky.
Why is she afraid of me?
Daughters aren't frightening.
Love me, love me,
But my hair and eyes are too
much like my father
(the one I've never
seen, never thought existed)
I remind her too much of him.
Mistakes.
Fighting with her, she's brought my temper
To surface and I'm scared
of hurting her, but what am I
supposed to do?
No more falcon wings to make her happy
but I'm feeling naked without them.
It's wrong,
You're wrong,
my mother tells me
I yell and say it's not true
Crazy, maybe, but can she still love
me?
Cowering from me, she tempts me to cave
To Ecl, but that's impossible in front of her.
Storming out, I take to the skies,
In my falcon form.
Don't look back with lavender eyes
to see her cry—
I know the tears are there,
anyway.