
[you'll never know.]
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 416 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 2 - Published: 01-28-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2311575
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Dear Mom…
Dear Mom,
I'm sure you'll never know
All the pain that I've been through
Or how you made me feel so low
I'm not sure I will ever make you proud
I'm not sure that I'll ever forget
Every cruel word you said
When our eyes met
That one day
That seems so far away
In my heart,
Was just yesterday
The curses and screams
The pushes and shoves
My brother I kept near
So he would know the meaning of love
Was not from someone like you
And that your behavior was not right
I don't care if you have problems
You also had responsibilities that night
Since the responsibilities you had
Were washed down you throat with your drink
Here am I left with scars
And worries about what my brother thinks
Although the pain is gone now
The scars are still there
And all I want to know
Is why you still don't care?
You don't care that you hurt us
Because it was yesteryear
You don't care because
You don't know all our tears
Well, though not much
This is the truth
Though it doesn't say much
I would hope it would stop your uncouth
You are a parent
And you need to grow up
I had to early
So I think you can now
Now I leave you with this last poem
And this last thought
As a note from the children
That you may not have lost
If you could have been sober
If you could have been calm
If you could have been nicer
And not reacted with your palm
Mom, let this be your lesson
Let this be your reason
Please give up the bottle
Before the end of your season
I don't want my last memory of you
To be the one of Christmas Eve
The one where you slapped my brother
And tried to get us to leave
To drive to some place
And get a DUI
I glad I said no
What would have happened if we died?
Mom, you need to stop
You need to learn
Otherwise you'll see
That this is all the love you'll earn
A sad poem that tells the truth
About a mother so cruel
A mother who used
Alcohol as her fuel
You'll be remembered as a horrid,
Cruel, childish lady
If you can't get yourself sober
Before judgments' day
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