A Thousand and Thirty Three Days

Today's the day.
First snowfall
And crying when
The bathwater runs cold.
Wondering when I won't be
Stuck between the rock and hard place.
Lying, cheating, conniving, thieving
Maternal instinct.
Munchausen by Proxy
Because someone's been
Downing Klonopin and Vyvanse
That doesn't belong to them.
"Don't know where it went,
Just know that I'm at the doctors again."
And I know I'm stuck here for the baby.
Can't bring myself to leave
When someone still has a chance.
Techniques are batting, next, and on deck.
Please, tantrum, and manipulation.
"There's a party tonight,
Can you keep an eye on Pinky? Please?"
And she's aware that I have plans.
"I never get to go out."
"Whenever I want to have fun it's wrong."
"Get over yourself, I'm going out."
This is the first time I've seen you since Wednesday.
You're saying shit that I should be saying.
I end up guilt tripping
When she says,
"You don't even want your own sister?"
But it's all fucked up
When she'd rather go get fucked
And fucked up.
Don't you dare bring him home,
But she never comes home alone
And passes out before he's gone.