Dear Mom

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This is a poem I wrote for my mom when she was on drugs. I tried to help her but it felt like I was the only one there. I tried as hard as I could, but I'm only her daughter. I'm happy to say that my mother has been off of any kind of drug substance for 6 months.

Submitted: January 12, 2007

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The lies were told

How much torment can I hold?

Forever lost to this jagged battle,

You just can’t stop when your bones rattle.

I can try to help, pretend I know the feeling,

But in reality my thoughts have no meaning.

How much weight can one person hold on their back?

How much pain can be held on this rack?

These tears in my eyes,

Just couldn’t stop your lies.

Forever lost in the tears of this battle,

But you just can’t stop when your bones rattle.

This problem continues to grow,

It’s a problem you just can’t throw.

I have had too much,

I can’t be your crutch.

I am just your daughter,

So come hell or high water.

I’m here to stay so bring me down,

I’m not here to watch you drown.

Forever lost in this tormenting battle,

But how can you stop when your bones rattle?

The hurt turns into hating,

This feeling’s raging.

I can’t give anymore,

Can you sew this hole you tore?

I just don’t have what it takes,

To hold your heart as it breaks.

I can try and hold on to you,

But this pain will just continue.

Forever lost in this never ending battle,

So how do you stop when your bones continue to rattle?


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