when i think of my mom i think of pain
my heart aches, and breaks-
shattering to a million pieces every time i remember what she has done.
saying sorry without meaning it
making promises that we both know won't be kept,
giving me false hope.
hearing her voice and feeling comfort
remembering when i cried into her shoulder as she held onto me tight,
saying it's going to be ok,
but it would never be ok.
not anymore
not after what she did.
was it only her that made mistakes?
did i mess up too?
continuing to pushing her away for things that are already long gone?
i can't let go of those things.
the hurt, the pain, the suffering.
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PoetryThis is a collection of most of my poems. There are haikus, cinquains, free verse, and a lot more. Thank you for taking the time to enjoy my poems!
