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Mother
I always cherished the moments we had,
I felt like there was no one I'd rather be with,
I thought you were the best,
Now I think you're the worst.
You left me to perish,
You left me with a curse.
Mother, you think you know what's best,
but I can surely say you don't.
Mother, you said you'd come back for me,
but I can surely say you won't.
You don't even call me,
No letters or emails.
Did you ever even care at all?
Mother, just stay away!
Don't you see the damage you've caused?
You tore apart MY family,
Now there's nothing left but rubble and dust,
What are you trying to do Mother?
You have already left my heart crushed.
Mother, why must you put me through this?
Leaving everything covered in rust.
"Mother," should I even call you that?
It's not like you ever acted like one.
A mother wouldn't leave ger daughter, oh, so very sad.
All you ever left me was a dad.
A dad who cared,
Who listened and learned,
Someone who came to see me,
Someone who let my voice be heard.
So, Mother?
What do you think now?
Do you feel proud?
Are you happy you left?
Did you think it was the best for me?
To leave everything behind?
I hope you know I'm happy,
happier than I've ever been.
I hope you are satisfied with this giant mess you left.
Everything we could've had is gone!
You let it slip between your fingers,
Like water or dry sand.
I wish I could say that I would like you to come back,
But then I'd be lying...
And grandmother always told me
Lying is bad for the mind.

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My piece is about family loss, not necessarily death, but a loss. I hope others understand that they aren't alone and that there are people who might be going through the same struggles in their lives.