mother of sighs

the alchemy
of power
lies in suffering

you are the mother 
of sighs
the betrayed 
the rejected

the dead 
reach out to you
for they haven't forgotten
how to feel
how to remember

​pain is timeless
unlike joy which is fleeting
forgotten easily like a dime store toy
we always return to our roots
our wounds

secrets have a way 
of working themselves out
even when left too long

in the shadows
ghosts surround you

mother of sighs
mother of tears
your face flickers in the light
but you will always
own the dark