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Jan 2019
Mom
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.
Written by
KC
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