Mom

Anonymous_1226

Completely clueless of love,

Betrayed your loved ones;

Bound by blood,

And as broke as the broke comes.

You watched the bruises appear,

While you enjoyed the narcotics;

Hit after hit I feared,

A selfish psychotic.

You didn’t notice because you adapted,

To the man who hit us;

You were completely distracted,

While we adjust.

Eventually your body had went through withdraw,

And you came out that bathroom;

3 days in all,

Bruises looked like tattoos.

Years after got a lot worse,

Still struggling with addiction;

Reimbursed,

And evicted.

You sat in that house,

While i was forced;

Ripped off blouse,

And no remorse.

I forgive you for all that went on,

Because it’s the right thing to do;

But that little girl’s gone,

And somehow she still loves you.



  • Author: Anonymous_1226 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2017 13:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: True Story
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • FredPeyer

    I am impressed by the raw power of your poem, A. Well written!



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