know a boy who hid behind the mothers apron for too long.
now he burrows to the back of the stove upon the first scent of difficulty.
emotionally shaking like danny from the shining,
fearful of fear,
pissing himself at the slightest nudge of discomfort.
constantly worried about how much energy he puts forth,
never considering how selfish he is for saving it to begin with.
selfish little boy.
mommy isnt there to protect you anymore,
all your fantasy books and multi-sided die wont help you in this realm,
its just you and a great big wide wild world,
get use to it pal.
daddy's checks wont be coming in forever.