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Submitted:Jan 17, 2014    Reads: 15    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


Mama…

Mama, I'm no longer afraid of walking through the dark corridor at night,

Because I walk that dark corridor every day at daylight.

Mama, I no longer run up the stairs in fear,

Because I'm too familiar with them at day.

Mama, I'm no longer afraid of the darkness surrounding me,

Because I've learnt it all too well.

Mama, I no longer cry when I'm alone,

Because like an animal, I have adapted to where I now belong.

Mama, I no longer cry when my heart is broken,

Because now, there is nothing left to break.

O' Mama, I no longer pray for help,

Because I know well that I won't use it.

Mama, I no longer fight the emptiness and darkness inside me,

Because when I'm done it just devours me again.

Mama, I'm not afraid to fall anymore,

Because I know that at the end there is a concrete floor,

Which then leads me to the doors of heaven, or hell.

Mama, I no longer love,

Because I have shut myself away from everyone.

Mama, I just want to run away,

As far as my wrecked mind can run.

Mama, once again I'll say this,

You are the one who always loved.

You're the one who is the strongest of them all.

You're the one who is the smartest of them all

You're the one who is the greatest of them all.

And you will always be,

Because you are my Mama,

The one who I love,

And the one who will never stop believing,

In me.





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