A Snippet of my Thoughts and Feelings

Maternal Love, or Lack Thereof

Authors Note: The artwork is not mine. I found it off of the Internet. Don't come after me Bruv- 😭

Supposedly unwavering,
Unconditional
But in my world,
Fictional.

Like a sack of potatoes,
I am a burden.
This pain,
Suppressed solely with bourbon.
She drags me around.
Why am I such a letdown?

I yearn for motherly love,
For her to embrace me,
Reassure me.
Everything is swell.
I can survive through hell.
With her by my side, right?
Alas, I take the hit from the boxing glove.

My hands will not stop shaking.
I cannot stop thinking.
Why do I feel like escaping?

Oh, comparison,
I beg of thee,
Please,
Do not consume me.

Don't act like your father.
If he can do that, why can't I?
Hell, you hate me.

Do not get me riled,
Stop acting like a child.

I do not hate you.
But I just might.

So sit tight.