What It Means When It Means Nothing

Short Poem

What It Means When It Means Nothing



Holding all my boys tightly in my arms
Can make me feel heavy helpless,
We’ve all been there at some point
lying in mother’s lap, God how we need that,
feeling the heat from her hand on our heads
Our helpless little heads that never learned
We haven’t learned a goddamned thing.

Do you remember I held you in my arms
Closer still than those before me and you
I held you in my arms while you cried like a baby
And the birds overhead had all lost their minds,
Circling in chaos, they all went crazy.

Holding all this weight in my arms,
saving it for another day,
wait for the burning bright sun to blaze it away,
Someday, someday.
Feeling that sickening peace when you realize
none of this matters, none of this will ever go away,
but that doesn’t matter anymore.
We haven’t learned a goddamned thing.

Do you remember how I held you in my arms,
Never that close again, I think.
I held you in my arms, cradled just like a baby
And the birds overhead had all lost their minds,
Circling in chaos, we all went crazy.