We're Broken People

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Broken-home//6:24pm

Mom told me i was born to a broken home, she cried about daddy's mistakes and then left me to fend for myself. I called and begged her to come home, she insisted it wasn't that easy when mom pushed me away, my 6 year old self with tear stained cheeks sobbed into the phone telling her I could mend the shutters and put the doors back on the hinges I would patch the leak in the ceilings and that if she came back I would fix our broken home. No longer would she stub her toe on the pesky nail on the bottom of the stair case or have to use a lighter to ignite the stove top.

Mommy never did come home because throughout all this stress and carried out distress she built her own home up from the ashes my love for her