A mummy,
A mother,
A mum.
Sometimes I wish I could call you none
A part of your life
The whole of mine
The things I'd do for u to be kind.
I envy the others
Who don't hate their mothers
One kiss on the forehead
Is all I've ever craved
Not a fist to my face,
Or a slap on my back,
I hope one day my skull will crack.
You gave me my life,
Please take it away.
U call me ungrateful
Causing me pain.
Can I sacrifice my soul
For a night in the grave.
I promise I'll try my best to make it a permanent stay.
A coffin can adopt me
It can hold me close
Something you never did
Do you like me better as a ghost?
I don't ruin your day
Or get in your way
And even as a ghost I still won't make you pay.
We get along better
Now that I'm in heaven.
Not a day goes by that we both start dreading.
I'm glad we won't meet again.
I'm not sure where you're heading
But I don't think you'll ever be let into heaven.
No longer a mummy,
A mother or mum.
The daughter you had is now long gone
Your sentence is over
You served your time
Who knew having a daughter was such a bad crime.
- O.R.W
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LIE IN MY EULOGY
Thơ ca"Lie in my eulogy" is a journey through the unfiltered realities of trauma and struggle. In each verse, this collection lays bare the raw emotions tied to mental health, heartbreak, and abuse. Each poem captures the weight of unspoken pain, heavy he...
