Victory

Here we are Mom,
This is the finish line-
Where my mind goes blank,
Where your dead body lays on the floor,
Between my hands your face is fading.
Finally I've stopped you with my own hands-
Those endless screams and tears.

Here we are Mom,
Where you've ran out of things to blame me about,
Threatening me, beating me up-
Until there is nothing left of me-
Not even pride,
Or even feelings -
I can't feel no more,
You've taken away my humanity,
my sanity.

Here we are again Mom,
This is the finish line I can see the end,
Where your will drown into your own loneliness,
No one to cry at your funerals,
Or lay flowers on your grave-
Because I am done with this pain,
This interminable miserable cycle -
This is your victory Mom,
I'm leaving'