An open letter to my mother

Momma, I love you. 

Momma, I hate you. 

Momma, I don't know what to think. 

One day you reward me with laughter and a gentle reminder of how life used to be, 

But the next you remind me why I keep your smile as a memory. 

Baring teeth. Ripping skin. Your screams remind me of a wolf when it is backed into a corner, 

Desperate to attack anything in its path to avoid capture. 

Momma, my friends say that what you do isn't right. 

Momma, I do not know what to think. 

Momma, I'm scared. 

I'm scared that one day I'll get away with scratches and bites in my skin that no one else can see, 

But its your smile that will haunt my dreams until I wish you tore at me until I could no longer breathe. 

Because sometimes, a little girl just wants to remember the good things. 

Even if behind the smile was a wolf ready to attack.

Author's Note

This is the first poem I've ever written so please be gentle.

Reviews

[GreenShoes]

I wish I had some advice for you, clearly there is something terrible going on. Nobody should be subjected to abuse. My heart goes out to you.