Do you remember me? Do you know who I am? You don't remember these soft drown eyes Staring into the vacant depths Of your glazed over eyes Donut wholes on your sunk in face Mother, I'm that 13 month old baby You abandoned and never looked back on I'm the nuisance in the back of your head Wishing you would wake up and feed me Change my soiled diapers The way you should change your habits Mother, pleas I'm begging I'm crying tears of snowflake shadows I need you yet you're not there You're two inches from my face Crashing into couch cushions Like suicide bombers Needle stil stuck in your arm Filling your veins with a substance That prevented you from loving me Hello...mother Do you remember me? Do you know who I am now? I wanted you to love me Tell me bedtime stories Keep the nightlight on Long enough for me to fall asleep Unafraid of what the shadows hold Tuck me in and kiss me goodnight Like the moon itself Every night to the rest of the world I want to be your world Drenched in your loving moonlight But no, the drugs you overdosed on Prevented you from doing just that And you still haven't learned your lesson You called me several times Telling me you love me That you're sorry for leaving But within the 5 minutes It took you to choke your tongue To say even one of those words You sail away on that kite Crash immediately into my heart Causing missile words to bombard my walls Calling me worthless, pathetic, and a waste Hello...mother Please remember me! Please remember who I am! I'm the baby you refused to hold at birth I'm the last child of four You wish you would have aborted 1 month prior to my concieving Hello...mother The late night hours of needles and pills Powdery white lines cut like a chef Must have erased me from your life And if I could bleed every drop of your blood out I'd carve canyons in my wrist Let loose the dams Drown in the wake I don't want to be your son I want to be the child of four you never had Hello... Forgive me for this I know you don't remember me I know you don't know who I am But I hate you I can only thank you for making me a poet Giving me this curse Because I'm no longer your puppet Or your voodoo doll With 12 needles in his chest I'm the kid you will never know So this greeting shall be as strangers You never cared to know me So this farewell shall be as strangers Goodbye... ...Mother
I've been working on this poem for several months. Finished finally.