A mother is someone who should always be there with a love so strong nothening should ever be able to break through they love u and raise u and keep u from harms way be there for anything a bump a bruises to love care and protect but not my mom shes the one who gave the bumps the bruises only to say it wasnt me he most have fallin down her cocaine habit left me and my little sister only to watch each other at 6-7 years mom gone at the bar alnight i can even remeberwhen i woke up that night with david and u fighting remeber mom u had that big kitchen trying to stab him only nicked him once or twice before he got away and left us to saty with u the one who should have loved us but only were in search of love and money little sis and me we just that free government check then u found ur golden ticket one knocked up and said come on were moveing in with him a guy only she know left us alone with him i can still remeber that night i was about 8or9 he punched me in the face after dinner because i didnt like and right after that u left again for about 30 days u spent in the mental health unit we hoped and prayed ud come home again till one u arrived just to run back to the deugs and drinking but one thing qas different u started beating on me and how the years went by 3 more sibling soon arrived but something was different where was i o wait i was the one with the black eyes in hand me down cloth well the rest wore new nike cloths u never laid a hand on those 4 because always got the beating and locked in the basement well u ran around town with dennia hunting u with the old 11 gauge he drove around looking for u and dano but he never u 2 because u were back by the in the back seat o how i remember when u got and started yelling run to the neighbors he gonna kill me this time and that was one of the last nights i spent with any of u because i 15 and moved out only to return take a few more knocks to the head before u throw me down the staid and the 2 of u took turns kicking me in the head and ribs till gramma came and rescued me ever sentence then uve done nothen but to ruin my life u walk around and tell ur lies and steal from my family even took what gramma and grandpa left me only ro fuel ur own greed now u have stole some more things but not from me but from my dead father inlaw and the only thing u can say is lies and put me down never to take a moment and be proud i bought my house 3 beautiful child and a wife a beautiful home but still all u is cut me down spread ur lies about me and drugs but surprise surprises i dont do and i dont drink anymore things u would know if care but o well i guess u dont its a said thing u to steal for a good man someone who was trying to help u out u asked to borrow then u sold did u already run outa money from grammas house that was left to me but seems u need the money more then me and its okay because one day ull see ur parents again the ones watching down on and shaking there heads in shame so i wonder where u really a mother things to ponder with the thoughts in my head never understood why it never bothered that ur oldest tried to run away one even tried suicide a few times but hey its all as long as u look good to ur friends just continue to tell they were just messed up in the head u dont understand why one day everyone will hopefully see throw ur trail of lies maybe one day when u push one of kids to take there own lives but that wouldnt bother u its be more attention the spot light back u to be loved and adored but never to love all ur children ill always be ashamed that i have to call u my mother
my life "The Mad CrazyDark Poet"
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