Dear Mom
I wrote this one day when I was really pissed off at my mom... I hope you like it
Dear Mom
Close your eyes and try and imagine
the pain that I am about to explain.
I'm not going to stop
not until you know that my pain is real
Every night I cry and cry
and try to fight the pain that I feel inside
I drank to forget
about the past
But when that didn't work
I took a different exit for my pain
I turned to the drugs
to make it all a little better
And it worked
it worked all to well
By the time I released what was happening
it was too late I was addicted to yet another thing
Although I was forgetting about the past
the pain was always there in the back of my mind
One night I fell and broke my drink
cutting me
I guess you could say after that night I got addicted
addicted to cutting and harming myself
For a while everything was great
that is until you got pregnant again
Moving me to Hacket, making me a mother
this did nothing to help my addictions
Unless you call helping addictions
making them worse and worse
By the time we moved back to Fort Smith you still had no idea what was going on
Even when it was right in front of your face
Every night I cried out for help
but no one was there to hear me
You were always out getting drunk
and having too much fun to care
You said that you loved me and cared about me
but that was only a lie
All the yelling that you did
never helped
Calling me and that
because your life was so fucked up wasn't right
Every night you push me
you push me closer and closer to ending everything
finally one night, after you took it to far
you saw first hand what I did and freaked
How could it be that your perfect angel
was well anything but perfect
But don’t you see I’m not perfect and I’m not a fucking angel
and that’s all your fucking fault
Now open your fucking eyes
to what’s really going on around you
Maybe this time
your other child wont end up so missed up and hate you for ruining their life
Now run along mother
so I can finish my last drink and leave this world
Close your eyes and try and imagine
the pain that I am about to explain.
I'm not going to stop
not until you know that my pain is real
Every night I cry and cry
and try to fight the pain that I feel inside
I drank to forget
about the past
But when that didn't work
I took a different exit for my pain
I turned to the drugs
to make it all a little better
And it worked
it worked all to well
By the time I released what was happening
it was too late I was addicted to yet another thing
Although I was forgetting about the past
the pain was always there in the back of my mind
One night I fell and broke my drink
cutting me
I guess you could say after that night I got addicted
addicted to cutting and harming myself
For a while everything was great
that is until you got pregnant again
Moving me to Hacket, making me a mother
this did nothing to help my addictions
Unless you call helping addictions
making them worse and worse
By the time we moved back to Fort Smith you still had no idea what was going on
Even when it was right in front of your face
Every night I cried out for help
but no one was there to hear me
You were always out getting drunk
and having too much fun to care
You said that you loved me and cared about me
but that was only a lie
All the yelling that you did
never helped
Calling me and that
because your life was so fucked up wasn't right
Every night you push me
you push me closer and closer to ending everything
finally one night, after you took it to far
you saw first hand what I did and freaked
How could it be that your perfect angel
was well anything but perfect
But don’t you see I’m not perfect and I’m not a fucking angel
and that’s all your fucking fault
Now open your fucking eyes
to what’s really going on around you
Maybe this time
your other child wont end up so missed up and hate you for ruining their life
Now run along mother
so I can finish my last drink and leave this world


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