seeking validation from an empty mother

is like hoping your vision will adjust when you are six feet under dirt and rock with peeled nail-beds and a naive hope to make it out alive while everyone has mourned and moved on

accepting said validation is almost as easy as it is to crawl back from the dead. an eternal task that leaves you wondering how long infinity really is

praise from a honor-less mother means you got what you wanted-
your religion is real!

…now what?

God gave you what you asked for when your heart stopped pumping and your cells died out and your brain stopped telling your body how to survive

gradually everything you ever think, hope do and were for naught