Asymmetrical

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You can see your mother sitting
Two centimetres away from the
Television everyday with bloodshot
Eyes and a frowning forehead.

From 8am in the morning to
8pm in the dark skies, all she
Does is stare and gaze and watch
The screen with no emotion.

And once in a month she will
Scream at you and throw the
Glass bottles on your head and
They shatter on the wall behind you.

And then she will weep and cry
And talk of how she is a bad mother
And that she hates herself and you
Will sit beside her and cry with her.

But the next day it's the same
Old story and she walks into your
Room and takes out the skipping rope
And whacks it across your back.

And then she yells and pulls your hair
And throws all your clothes on your
Face and tells you to leave the house
Because she doesn't know what she'll do.

And it's terrifying and you're left all
Alone and you're standing outside the
Door and you can hear the glass
Breaking and screeching and crying
Just like you are.

And you have nowhere to go and
You don't know what to do
And then you realise you don't have
A home and you want to cry again.

And you remember those days
When you and your mom would
Go to the movies and eat caramel
Popcorn and eat ice-cream and smile.

And now the same mother slaps you
And puts a burning match on your
Skin and makes you eat from the
Garbage bin and hates you.

And when a shout of pain leaves your
Mouth when she whips you she tells
You to shut up or the next whip
Will hurt even more.
And you shut up.

And when a tear leaves your eye
She tells you to wash a hundred
Utensils in ten minutes with a smiling
Face and another tear leaves your eye.

And then she comes right at your face
And tells you to make a happy face
Or else it won't be good for you
And you smile and say yes.

And you tell her to go out and
Make some friends because she
Hasn't left the house since a whole
Year and month and week.

But she just stares at the television
And she looks like at dead corpse
And you know that
She is.

-a girl who loves her deadly alive mother.

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