Mother

Free from the nest and unsure of what to do,
I fall steady, spiraling, fast, and confused.
In need of your guidence, your comforting touch,
Not realizing till your gone that I need you so much.
Standing alone, unsteady, unstrong,
Perhaps I've leaned upon you for far to long.
I realize for the first time what it means to be grown,
And I am filled with terror at the thought of being on my own.
No one to cry to when life is unfair,
No one to hold me no one to care.
No one to tell me it'll all be all right ,
And only myself to chase the monsters from the night.