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