when things go wrong

a poem about my realationship with my mother, the only parent i have.

 

When things go wrong

Where do I turn?

I can’t turn to you

You never seem to care

So I shove it all down

As far as it will go

I let the last tears fall

Then I plaster on a smile

Hoping this one last longer

You don’t see through my façade

Causing me even more pain

I’m secretly dying inside

And you can’t even tell

I realize something disturbing

You don’t know me at all

My heart plummets

And I leave your company

To drown myself in misery

Over the gut-wrenching fact

That I’m alone in this pain

Without a mother to lean on

Because she doesn’t know me.

Author's Note

ignore any type-os or grammar mistakes or spelling errors. i dont think there are any but . . .

Reviews

[Charisma Moonfairy]

Wow this is very deep and moving. I was raised by only my mother though my grandma was there too and though they claim to know me they never see through the facade that I am unhappy. They never knew as a teenager when I was living there that I had a drinking problem or a cutting problem or anything of the sort. I know how that feels so if you ever need to talk remember that I am here and willing to help in any way that I can. Great write, thanks for sharing such pain with us sweetie, I know it must have been hard and took lots of courage.

[Jenny-Jen-Jen]

This is excellent. I feel a connection with this piece because I know the personal feeling. It was great and emotional. Well done :]