Mother
I've never known someone,
With contempt so clear and sharp,
It's such a surprising hatred,
Like a gunshot in the dark.
Every day you tell me,
How little I am worth,
And how every day you curse,
My conception and my birth.
Every day I've stood still,
While you violently rip pieces of me away,
I can stem the blood flow,
But never put an end to the pain.
People don't understand,
Just tell me it will be okay.
All my closest friends
Are a thousand miles away.
Sometime I look at ropes and rivers
In the exact same ways.
As permanent solutions to neverending pains,
But around me those I cared about succumbed,
To death's evocative call
leaving me with nothing and no one,
No one to love me at all.
I grip tightly onto people,
Who give me the slightest warm smile.
Knowing I won't see another
For a very long while.
My friends are little lifelines,
The safety net I fall upon
Because when I fall I plummet
and can no longer see the sun.
I sit here breaking apart
over these 101 keys,
watching in the st
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