You Broke My Heart, Mommy

Based on true events. A little girl commits a crime that would land an adult in court, but since she was let off on a juvenile jurisdiction, everyone sees her as a monster.

Once we are afflicted, our innocence diminishes like stones being chipped apart. We gradually mope towards believing that we are monsters because we have been taught by our parents or guardians that only monsters do and think the things that we do. Then, because we believe we are monsters, we become one of them.

You held me in your arms,

And promised that I would not come to any harm.

You kissed my head,

And slept beside me in my tiny bed.

You broke my heart, mommy.

I never knew a heart so small,

Could break into pieces,

Could break at all.

That little girl told me things,

Terrible things,

And yet my trust was my fall.

She ate my heart.

Relentlessly.

Torn apart.

I couldn't stand it any longer.

All I wanted,

Was to be stronger.

Stronger than the girl who said,

Those horrible things,

That cut me until I bled,

But yet I'm weak.

If it is a good girl that you seek,

You broke my heart, mommy.

I'm a monster.

I'm not a person, but a thing.

I am the misfortune,

The sadness that you're feeling.

I am the shadows in the closet,

The blood from the faucet.

She made me bleed, mommy.

Her gift to me,

Were the bruises on my body.

I screamed to the world,

The heavens,

And hell,

Until my voice was gone and the sky fell.

Until I was no longer your little girl.

My soul left me that day, mommy.

Nothing,

Not even you,

Can save the world.

Nothing,

Not even you,

Can calm me.

I'm crying now.

It doesn't hurt anymore.

This is the last time,

I will stand at your door.

Together we will bleed out of their lives,

Like a drop of wine in water.

I want to meet God,

Greet him,

And still be your daughter.

I want to kill for all I've endured,

For I know that with this blood,

I will never be cured.

I'm no longer little, mommy.

I've grown big and tall.

You broke my heart, mommy,

And now the world will fall.

The world is ending, mommy.

Death is here,

Upon us all.

Though I was small enough to fit,

In that tiny shopping cart,

You broke my heart, mommy.

You broke my heart.

Author's Note

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[sette]

so really sad when there is abuse around, there is no question about a mother's love but sometimes blame it on being human instead of loving, it is breaking us. and a sad story to tell. but I am still for happy endings so maybe in time the pains will be healed.

[DarkArtz 0703]

oh my... I absolutely love this. quite a nice read and such scary thoughts.
~ K ......