I love you Mom
But this here poem
Is directly!
directed to you
because you sent me
as a lamb to Slaughter
So you could keep your dude
His murder was with malice intent
AND I feel as though you knew
As a child I was forced to live a life
that grown folks couldn't endure
So now i finally found my voice
Without shame do i speak my truth
While i sit here writing in the rain
Crying tears thinking about u
But my prayers are not for worldly things
Much deeper do i soul search
I pray my weakness
Makes God strong
And he hardens not my heart
That one day i will learn
To not only forgive
But learn to forget
And i find my way back to your arms
Like my birthday
When we first met!!!
So i close my eyes
Wish on a star
That one day things will be
The way thay should of always been
And how i see them
When i dream...
©liandra22
L