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a mother’s love
she stands in the midst of benevolent and violent nature
what happened to the two arms that used to cradle her
you used to wrap me up like a cocoon and make me feel safe
now I step on eggshells around you, I feel like I’m caged
you were like the sweetest fruit when I was a child
life changed you, and you’ve lost your smile
where there should be happy lines from smiling so much
there’s just anger now, you’ve fallen out of touch
it hurts me that you’ve let life turn you bitter
my mama used to raise me to not be a quitter
but your vicious words hurt me so much
I can’t help but carve lines where there should be your love
I always feel like I’m not enough
I’m sorry I’m not who or where you wanted me to be
it makes me sad because I miss little old me
she deserved better, I don’t even relate to her
it’s like all the good memories have been erased from her
you’re bleeding on the one who never cut you
I’m a mausoleum full of knives that are carved into my heart
by the ones I love the most
how am I supposed to go on feeling like I’m loathed
© -k.m.
what happened to the two arms that used to cradle her
you used to wrap me up like a cocoon and make me feel safe
now I step on eggshells around you, I feel like I’m caged
you were like the sweetest fruit when I was a child
life changed you, and you’ve lost your smile
where there should be happy lines from smiling so much
there’s just anger now, you’ve fallen out of touch
it hurts me that you’ve let life turn you bitter
my mama used to raise me to not be a quitter
but your vicious words hurt me so much
I can’t help but carve lines where there should be your love
I always feel like I’m not enough
I’m sorry I’m not who or where you wanted me to be
it makes me sad because I miss little old me
she deserved better, I don’t even relate to her
it’s like all the good memories have been erased from her
you’re bleeding on the one who never cut you
I’m a mausoleum full of knives that are carved into my heart
by the ones I love the most
how am I supposed to go on feeling like I’m loathed
© -k.m.
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