Dead Girls Tell No Lies: A Novel In Poems

You Can't Save A Mind That's Already Been Lost

My Mamma went crazy.

She would paint pictures of Matty,

Painting used to be her life, her hobbie,

Her job.

Now it was denial.

My Mamma forgot about me.

See, me and Matty looked alot alike.

Black hair and mossy green eyes,

His only a little bluer. She called me Matty,

And all was lost.

My Momma ignored my father

And drowned out his yelling with her hysterical screams.

Daddy was forced to sober up for a day

And take her to the hospital.

Mamma was diagnosed

With schizophrenia.