Mother

.......doesnt need an explination

I think of her and how beautiful she once was

When at the time she seemed like my true hero

My mother

 

But then my father would come home

And the fighting would start

Mom would start to cry

And alone I would hide

 

Everyone knew

But no one could stop it

Looking from the outside in

Everything seemed just fine

And no one on the inside

Would say any different

 

It wasn’t all bad

But there were many nights

I would lie awake

And listen to her cry

 

When she took me away

I was in quite a bit of shack

But still too young to truly understand

 Forced to grow up at such a young age

My childhood

A precious thing

Was stolen from me

 

I became mother

She became daughter

Eventually we returned

Father took over again

But nothing would be the same

 

She lived with us sometimes

But then she married again

Father and his moods got worse

And so did my mother’s health

 

As I started to grow

Is distanced myself

Tiring of playing keeper to her

But now she is gone

And I’m stuck here alone

 

My heart is empty

And my life full of anger

And that is how it will always be

Till the day of my last breath