MommyA Poem by brittanyjaneMommy, I need you I cry for you every night Sometimes I wonder why I wasn't good enough Sometimes I know you love me, you do. ...don't you mommy?
Mommy, I want you I want to put my arms around you. Sometimes I think it'd be easier if you were dead Maybe then I'd have a reason, I'd know why you never come to see me
Mommy, I miss you I have a new mommy now but it's not the same Sometimes she hugs me and I close my eyes Hoping that when they open, you'll be there You do miss your baby, too, right?
Mommy, I love you I know you haven't been around a lot but Sometimes I wish the last eight years were a silly nightmare and Sometimes I pretend I don't know your love is conditional.
Mommy, I hate you I hate you, mommy Sometimes I hate you so much I wish you were dead Why was daddy always calling and writing and coming to see me, But you never did?
Mommy, I didn't mean that I love you mommy, I'm sorry. I know why you don't love me. I'm a monster. A clingy, hateful, ugly monster. I could never hate you. Sometimes I can't sleep, thinking about you (I love you)
Mommy, I can't let you go. Everyone tells me to, but I really love you. Sometimes I cut myself for you mommy. It hurts, but not as much as not seeing you. I love seeing my blood with you encoded in it A reminder that you are always with me.
Mommy, I can see you In my dreams at night Sometimes I wake up crying because I know you won't be there I dream you'll wake me up and take me to school and when I get home you'll still be there
Mommy, can you hear me? I scream for you every night Sometimes I even whisper your name in the wind So it'll carry my message to you. I love you, Mommy.
Mommy, I don't want you to call. It hurts worse than not talking to you. Sometimes I think you only call so you can feel better about yourself I ache for you, to hear you, but you just taunt me with ideas and Impossibilities.
Mommy, I'm sorry but I'm suffering. You threw me away and you don't want me Sometimes I just want to die and it's your fault. I love you but I can't stand the very mention of you, mommy. I miss you so much it makes me sick. I bleed for you. I cry for you.
Mommy, why don't you love me like I love you?
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3 Reviews Added on December 17, 2008 Last Updated on April 23, 2010 AuthorbrittanyjaneLAAboutI don't know a lot about myself, anymore, so I definitely couldn't tell you anything. more..Writing
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