Mother, Where Art Thou

Umm yeah it's a poem...about something…
You’ll never know what it’s like
To slash your wrists so it feels right
You’ll never know because you ain’t me
My life is a never ending fight
I can’t do anything it all goes wrong
My friends aren’t true. ..
They backstab, and I don’t belong
I know I’m weird I’m completely insane
I have not one explanation why cept’
From all this hurt and all this pain
That I feel day in and day out
I can’t do anything I can’t say a word
Maybe you’ll listen if I just shout
I can be alone, I can take this shit
Maybe I’ll die, or kill my self
Suicide is what I’ll commit
You won’t care you never did
Why would you? It’s just me
Love for me is what you forbid
You gain some you lose some
Isn’t that what you said?
You’ll regret it when I’m gone
You always did you’re the one
Who begged me to return, mom
This suicide is on your hands
It was always your fault
You and your drunken commands

By kayla christopherson
Published: 12/7/2006
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