You told me my mother ran away,
You said she wanted nothing to do with us,
You claimed she was never coming back,
And told me never to ask again.
You hid the truth from us,
Blinded us with lies,
Manipulating us to hate our mom—
How evil can you be?
No pictures or photos to see,
Only memories inside my head,
Wondering when my mom would return
To rescue us from this prison home.
I cried heavily those first few nights,
Not understanding why or what happened.
I wanted to go with her, but she left,
And now I know the reason, without regrets.
Threats upon threats my father issued,
Making it hard for my mum to see us
A never ending cycle
A cycle that came to an end.
The truth is much more complex,
But after all these years, I got my answer:
The real reason why my mom left
Was to give us our best chance.
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Poetry by Comparison
PoetryI have written poems for 10 years, this is an opus of my work for the last 10 years, all poems have been adapted from my previous collection. I aim to publish the full story, my personal poems, with snippets of my short stories as an added bonus cha...
