Ashes From A Loner

Asking me why I write Is like asking me why I breathe Because writing to me Is not a complex thing I guess the thing that clicked the button Of writing in my head Was the day that my mom Walked out on us instead It was really a tragic moment When I heard those words of gloom "Don't worry Asia sweetie, I'll be back soon" I'm not saying this for your sympathy Or even to make you feel sad It's because after those few words were said I got out my notepad I can still remember the words Of the first poem I ever wrote It was all out of anger Called "The Suicidal Note" Of course eventually I threw it all away And a few months later I Saw my Mom and said "Hey" And since that day I always wrote All my bad feelings On a small note But after I was done I turned the note into toast Because the ashes on the ground We're nothing but a hoax