Dear mom,
I'm sorry I'm a mistake
I'm sorry I don't appreciate you
But my heart, it's starting to ache
It's gonna crack after all I've been through
I hated you for most of my life
Because of lies I've been told
I still despise you, I'm still full of strife
But I need a hand right now, to hold
I am a screw up
I know that for sure
I want to give up
I know there is no cure
No cure for my brokenness
No cure for my flaws
I now see there is no hopefulness
That happiness is against the laws
You abused me hard
You left me broken inside
But you're trying to be there when it's dark
You are trying to stop tears I already cried
I don't know what to feel
Rather, I don't know how
I don't know how to reveal
The pain I have now
Please mom,
I don't know what to do
Everything good is gone
Please, I need you
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PoetryThis is a collection of poems I have written. Please do not steal or use these poems without permission. Thanks! ~ScarredSecrets