As I look at the Sunlit Sky
I ask, can you hear me? I'm afraid.
The five heartbeats BANG
The Universe it deserves better than this it's too young don't you think?
I ask, again can you hear me? I'm scared.
The five heartbeats BANG.
As cradle the Universe on my shoulders as it scream-cries of pain and I hold it tighter say it's okay. But is it?
I ask, one last time can you hear me?
The five heartbeats BANG.
The Universe it's heavy my shoulders are breaking. Nevertheless, I'll carry it around this Earth till I turn blue. But could you help release the Universe of pains-grip it's tough. Let it live a life it's supposed to in its youth; let it grow old without billion-pound burdens holding us down. How do I make sense of something like this?
I look at the sky again this time in silence.
But the five heartbeats of mine slice through the silence
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
And I wait for a sign. . .
As I Leave the Nemours Children's hospital again
Your Brother’s 240SX
He bought a car; it was like DeLorean it took me back to where it all began as I sat in the bucket seats.
I burnt out the clutch on Dean Road seeking Toyko Drift dreams.
I knew I'd love you till I was ground the night you tried to teach me how to drive confirmed it for me. I felt something unreal.
Maybe it was your patience the gentleness in your voice. Your hand on mine guiding every shifting gear. I don't know.
Or maybe it was how you didn't care you had to take the bus the next day. Even if you had social anxiety. Remember you had said it's okay as long as you see me, I can fight it. It made my heart strings pulls me towards you.
That was all just the beginning of a story that is still being written. But jumping out of the car your brother just bought I gaze at it one last time thinking to myself this is it the place
we fell in love
in the green 240sx.
I dreamt you talked to me again
You are non-verbal it wasn't real, but it always feels real. It's as if we both go to sleep together and meet again in dreams. This dream was different though. This time I spoke first. And woke up in tears remembering the dream like a memory.
"The moon," I said, "it stares at me."
Confused, Athena, "Where?" she'd ask.
My finger, hesitant, pointed at her face.
With a silly giggle escaping me.
"No, silly goose" she lifts her tiny hand out of the hospital sheets and points out the window at the full moon.
"No look it's right there" I insisted with giggles pointing again at her.
This time she screams, "Mom I am not moon. Look it's right there!" Her voice then cracked a laugh that rose as I grabbed her close.
"No, look at you! You are my moon. So strong always finding ways to glow. You are like Lamp in a dark room." My words speak slow.
Athena tilts her head with eyes confused again she says "No, I am no lamp mooom, are you okay? Should I call the doctor?" she starts laughing till she cries.
Both of us lost in laughter on the hospital bed that started feeling like home. The dream begins to fade I hug you tighter until it was gone.
Her fight is mine
I swear I’ll always
always be by her side
holding her hand
before the needles pinch
kissing her till the pain goes away till I hear the giggles
she can’t help it she’s ticklish
and I love the sound it’s my favorite.
I’ll do anything
anything for that baby girl with the curls over there
look at her
look at her smile
during battles
what a warrior princess she is just
magical
isn’t she? A sweet unicorn mine forever.