she left.
perhaps not on her own accord.
she did come back,
but she came for the money.
not us.
she got drunk.
  and smoked.
and when she hurt me,
I apologized.
when we asked her to stop
the drunkenness.
...to stop the pain
nothing.
she loved us.
but were we ever enough for her?
were we worth more than the alcohol?
the money?

-I learned my worth and it shows