Mom
Three days before the end of my sophomore year,
I had to step up and face my fears,
I was packing my belongings,
Telling my brother I love him,
But not to do the wrong things,
You’re the reason I overdosed,
You not being my mother is personally,
What I hate most,
You told me you hated me,
That I was the worst child ever,
But I never did anything to you,
I was just trying to hold myself together.
I have not talked to you in a while now,
Sometimes I remember when I loved you,
I always just question myself,
And think how you have the issues,
How you’re in denial,
You’re a little bit psychotic,
I honestly don’t ever want you back in my life,
You said your words,
Now stand beside it.
(2013)
