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by SAudia
Rated: GC · Poetry · Tragedy · #2192983
"Who listens to their mother anyways?" At the edge of insanity. Thoughts tear through my
Selfish. Ungrateful. Weak. Screwed Up.
"Who listens to their mother anyways?"
At the edge of insanity.
Thoughts tear through my head.
Mother May I?
Those words - The smoke - The feeling of him hitting the ground - The anger - The pain
I fall to my knees
Face down, water drowning in, hands on the wall.
Why?
Violently riving away at my skin with a blade
Tell me there is a culprit, Tell me there is an influence, Tell me there is a catalyst.
Mother May I?
What you have taken from me dwells heavily on my shoulders.
Enraged I radiate my pain through the wall of my skin.
Numb, I do not feel
I scream and shred deeper.
"Who listens to their mother anyways?"
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