Motherly Advice

Memories

Oh, the wonderful memories,

That Mother dearest left for me.

The times we danced, the times sang,

That time she took her garnet ring

And slit her throat.

Companions, I had none.

Only with Mother did I have fun.

Mother was my only friend.

She stood beside me 'till the end,

Of her life, that is.

I would like to say that I am upset,

But she did what she wanted and had no regrets.

I would do the same if in her position,

If I had to suffer from her disposition.

Insanity's rough.

Yes, my mother was off of her rocker.

She did not realize I never met my father.

He did not love her, nor did she, him.

He raped her and left her with her little gem,

Me.

I now will reunite with my mother dear.

I will leave from this world, will depart from here.

I guess one could call me a bad hypocrite,

But I've had enough, enough of this shit.

Nobody understands the pain and the strife,

That I've had to face since my mom took her life.

They can say what they want about Mom, about me,

For soon they will be just one more memory.