So good raising me
all bad was beyond
you had no effect
on the young mold
Now I wonder
where the base is
did it exist
or was it sold
the leaking cracks
must be my fault
for not speaking
left alone in the cold
Today this distance
lacks a bridge
no apologies owed
is what I’m told
Nothing new here
I see light
where you see sand
standing with you, I fold
So I take a step
no matter how small
I grow hope in truth
my real base takes hold