she raised you all,
loved you all.
but pain feeds you,
she knows
you've all been with her,
accepted her
scratches from her wrist, physically
but the scratches from her back,
emotionally was worst
you have that thirst
to come crawling back,
whispering bad facts
but she accepted it,
learned to live with it
but it came at a time
she's exhausted
but her good heart never hated
the cause of her demons,
she just remains and never
hated those people
she still loved them all instead.
