Beautifully Broken>> POETRY

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Clear, salty tears.
Translucent fingertips.
Slow, steady heart.
Hair gray.

Her figure isn't the only thing fading.
Her love is fighting to be kept.
While her personality is gone.
She can no longer hold on.

Her mother abuses her Love.
But she tells herself it's just a faze.
As the days progress, she sees no change.
She feels it's best to be kept away.

Eye color tunes white.
No longer is here to fight.
When do badly wants to let go.
Where she can finally feel at home.

Her skin peels off.
While her breasts are just nubs.
Her plump, pink lips are no longer swollen.
Her voice becoming inaudible.

They say even the best fall down sometimes.
While she never had the chance to stand.
Her heart fell out of her chest and drowns in the ocean waters.
But she's fine.
For she's her mother's daughter.

A/N
So I actually wrote this today. I found My mom once again cheating on my father. I have family counseling today, Bruno can't say anything to them or they're going to take My siblings and I away. And I can not do that to them. So instead I told you guys. This is how I push stress away until it comes back for me. My mom started telling me to fuck off, that I wasn't her child. I live with my grandmother atm because my mother and father were to idiotic to hold a family together. So, this poem is a dedication to the world's best mother fucking mom. I still love ya.