A poem about my mother

This life i live has no meaning

As i sit in the darkness bleeding

All those times i felt like she was using me

Ruining my life, Slashing me, Bruising me

 

I cry myself to sleep at night

Waking and worrying, losing my sight

I think to myself why me, why me?

Shes using her threat to poison me

 

One day ill be led there rotting away

Thinking finally i made it to this day

But the day might come when i begin to wake

And give her the pain i had to take


Submitted: September 19, 2015

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