i have always been a storm

been laying there unwanted for his antler is cracked

he told his momma he was gonna do big things

she’s been looking for him for about two weeks

it hit her harder than the time she lost her mother

she tried to keep composure for his little brother

said baby, bubba isn’t gonna come home tonight

he’s so confused, his poor little innocent mind

n said momma bubba told me he was gonna do big things. i think he’s gonna be a star well

momma was he right?

i saw a deer outside the old shed way out back

i cried, and held its antler, too young for the attack.

i told my momma i was gonna do big things.

she grabbed my beating heart and spoke from somewhere above

just like your daddy, she said, and i almost saw the beams.

tried to roll my eyes but there’s something about a mothers love

said baby don’t let it clip your wings.

and if you find yourself a deer in headlights

turn around

and come home.

to me.

cause right now you’re winning our losing game

i think i’m doing better

and hating is love at the end of the day.

your mother told you to let it be

but you couldn’t help but pick at