sjc513

Crack is whack

Crack crack it’s crack she smokes 

I’m so little I don’t even know

Moneys gone where is the rent? 

Crack crack were moving again.

Sometimes she leaves don’t know where she’s at. 

Sometimes I see her hiding acting whack

Crack crack it’s the reason you don’t love me back

Please someone help her she needs rehab.

My mom we love her but we need more. 

Two babies need a mother but I’m a baby my own 

Crack crack she lacks a mothers love 

One day she will regret all that she has done.

Comments4

  • AmandaJade

    beautifully written, coming from someone with an even more beautiful heart. you're very strong for sharing this!!

    • sjc513

      Thank you 😊

    • Poetic Dan

      Thank you for letting this out and being perfectly you. You just help me go back to something I'd shared a while ago ( pg10 shadow of your self) don't worry if you don't go.
      I just could feel we have been on the same boat my mums was just alcohol, but its down to us to change the cycle.

      Much love

      • sjc513

        Thanks Dan I’ll check it out. Yes it is very important not adapt that additive behavior and break that cycle.

      • Heartwriter

        Yep, those type drugs destroy relationships and steal everything you own. Great write.

        • sjc513

          Thank you 😊

        • Frogspoetry

          EVEN THOUGH YOUR MOTHER WAS NOT THERE FOR YOU,YOU ARE A VERY BEAUTIFUL AND TALENTED WOMAN,MNY PRAYERS FOR YOU AND YOUR MOTHER MELISSA

          • sjc513

            Thank you so much



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