You,
Everything about you,
Was perfect.
It was a cold night,
In March.
I was going through a break up.
I was actually talking to your cousin about it.
I said I was just going to end it.
What was the point in living anymore?
I was in the sixth grade.
Already trying to die.
Then there was you.
Your cousin said,
Hey let me give you my cousins phone number,
He is going through some hard stuff too right now.
So there I was,
The eleven year old girl,
Wanting to die.
Talking to a sixteen year old boy.
That I happened to fall in love with.
Four long years,
And lots and lots of tears.
I loved you for years.
And I tried so hard to call you mine.
Years past.
And we got back in contact,
We started flirting.
And here we are,
You’re mine,
And I am yours.

She left me,
Like I was nothing.
She wanted the high
more than she wanted me.
She left me all alone.
I won’t forget the nights
I slept in her bed,
Because I was scared.
I won’t forget the nights she came home,
Stumbling over her own feet.
I won’t forget the nights she was too out of it
To even remember my name.
I will never
Ever
Forget the nights she almost died.
My mom,
Was an avid addict.
There were many nights,
I slept on a bench.
Or on a slide.
Or under a bridge.
Because I was too scared to come home.
I won’t forget the day she kicked me
Out of the house,
I was helping pay for,
Because she
“Didn’t want me anymore.”
I will never forget the day she called me,
Asking for 20 dollars.
And I wouldn’t give it to her.
My mother never really wanted kids.
She wanted to party, and drink, and get high.
There were many nights
She told me
I was a mistake.
She told me,
I was not supposed to happen.
She is now gone,
But I will never forget how wrong
My own mother,
Did me.