countless times you stood there and lied to me
i was so young i didnt think a mother could do that to her own children
countless times you came crawling back and i forgave you every time
at the end of the day i was the one comforting you when you were broken on the floor crying
i was the one screaming on the other side of the bathroom door telling you to not do it
i loved you with all i had
now that im older i realise i was chasing something from you that wasnt there
you were never really my mother
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disillusionment
PuisiI struggle to naivigate the treacherous seas of life.There is nothing I can do to escape from these waves crashing down on me.I feel like the storm is never ending and eventually ill drown. WARNING ⚠️ depictions of self harm and drug use
