adieu

little girl, why did you leave? so much left unsaid yet you've fled to another land full of crack-cocaine and a mother unknowing, as lost as you may become. i can only pray his angels will uphold you over rocks of cyncism fly you beyond adult fears and into an abyss of joy. i can only groan on your behalf and weep, then dare to laugh in hopes that God will rescue you. i can only... let go.