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MUM

Looking inside
The box
I  see
A grey haired
old woman
Looking back
at me

Looking serene, appearing demure
A look that hides the truth for sure
No more spirits, no more demons
No more shouting, no more screamings
Your peace, at last, finally assured
Your mental illness finally cured
I searched though all the madness
through pain, fear and sadness
of how you languished in your brain
just pretending to be insane
Insanity you chose as a means of escape

But memories still rape my mind
Off how you responded like someone blind
You knew of all the things he did
But no attempt, not even a bid
To try and save or rescue me
From all of this indecency
You are just as much to blame
Your pathetic excuses simply lame
And despite my pleading and prayers to above
You refused to show a mothers love
I’m glad and content now your dead
Another box ticked inside my head
Its only a shame it didn’t come sooner

Looking inside
The box
I see
MUM
I hear nothing
I feel nothing
Just numb
Written by David_Macleod (14397816)
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