I know it's just Tuesday
But let me #tbt

Because I just heard a song
From years ago
That reminded me

Of the time
That my mom heard eminem and Rihanna
Battling it out

And she told me
It remind her of
Me and him.



I know that you can
Only lead a horse to water
That you can't make it drink

I know that you can't
Want it more than them

But, mom.
Mother of mine.
Mother of me-your only daughter

I may be an old soul
I may have been wise enough
To understand what he took from me
At 13

But, mom.
Why didn't you call the police
When I came back with
Bruises.

Mom, I love you
I understand that the sins of the father
Fall on the son.

But, why did we only discuss this
In the car with Three Days Grace blaring
Seven years later.
Right before I got a diagnosis
Of possible breast cancer?

Is it because I was so angry?
Is it because I shut you out?
Is it because my brain-I didnt want too
It forced me to see how I could survive

When my screams weren't
Loud enough.
When you were too far to hear
But your mom-spidey-senses tingled

You were my mother.
You were all I had
As I bit off more than I could chew.

Dad was too angry
To understand how loving abuse
Can shift the sands.

I may be alive still.
I may be nearly 23 now.
But, mom
Why didn't you save me at 13?


Why did it take
Your only child dying
For you to come true?