When you're a baby fawn
Laying by your mother’s grave
Sleeping beside a dead body
The smell of sweet and rot decay
Weeping over, a cold shoulder
Where sick stole you like a hunter

The only mother, I had
Calling out like you’ve lost your herd
When you only want to be heard
People tip toe around your every word
Cradle a baby in broken glass
Hold fingers up all bloodied
Lay down the pages of a bible fast

The one we used to study
Set on the ground, trampled
Torn and muddy

I wear your scent
Like camouflage, spotted on my spine
I wear your hair, on my scalp
And pretend it’s mine

I take the bones
That you left, and try to build a home
But it still feels empty like ghost roam
How do you live with a broken father

When you’re a baby fawn
Sleeping with its dead mother
Where your flesh, there’s nothing left
And your embrace feels like a shudder
Do you stay lost, is this why bambi cried?
Because I feel lost, ive felt lost
Since the day you died