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She's Dying.
The days are spent in the small interior of the bedroom
Trying to dream away whatever has plagued her in this age
Ignoring the world and succumbing to almost eternal slumber
Yet she only rises to go to the night shift.
She's letting the world slip away from her
Ignoring every phone call that is directed towards her
Every urge to rouse her from depression in failure
As I stand by the door and grit my teeth angrily.
Mother.
You're not that strong person anymore
Because I broke you down over the years
In anger you told me I was the reason you have no friends
I was the reason why you didn't do anything
I was the reason we are here....
A mother is what the world is
Especially when they are the only thing you've got
Someone that raised you up countless times through everything
Then in spite and selfishness we throw it back into their face
Telling them lies ans spitting hatred....
You don't deserve me.
You gave birth to me.
And I'm killing you.
I'm sorry.
Published 11th Feb 2012
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11th Feb 2012 9:42pm
12th Feb 2012 00:28am
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again. It happens too many times dear. My mom, my dad, and even my kids. Have been taken hostage for what I am. My little girl that I call Pookie, she just asked me the other day. " daddy, I was watching t.v., and they said that we are all running out of resources( I can't spell it like she said It )." I said " yes, honey we are!" She replied" so how many sorrys do you have left?". The only woman than can make me cry. She reminds me that I am still human and believe in humanity.
Most of all as a parent... No matter what some of us will love our kids even to the gates of hell. Now I have two women that have mad me cry. Thank you for a review of my life. It hurts; I know. Take care my friend. Dave
Most of all as a parent... No matter what some of us will love our kids even to the gates of hell. Now I have two women that have mad me cry. Thank you for a review of my life. It hurts; I know. Take care my friend. Dave
12th Feb 2012 2:29pm
......spent many years in 'mental health'(great oxymoron there)biznus...&these painful relationships really don't have the kind resolutions that 'modern psychoTherapy' would like us to think.....but we can cultivate forgiveness, unconditional forgiveness....a forgiveness that has nothing to do with what We Think about self,others,what others think about us. In other words, specific to this situation, you are not to blame for mother's condition, nor her for yours,& neither you nor her for each others...but in order for that to work, it needs to be extended to Everything in The Human Condition...can't just say/think, 'oh yeah, that's cool, i'll do it'....'cause 'old thinking' is gonna unconsciously take over...must be 'renewed' everyday thru some kind of meditation, or if yr into prayin, then prayer............okay, just a suggestion.
Peace&blessings, dkzk
Peace&blessings, dkzk
4th Mar 2012 6:57pm
That was beautifully depressing, many of us need to try to remember to do right by our mothers.
