Resurface

My mother,  
in her most vulnerable state  
The addiction runs deep in her veins  
The burn of the booze as it goes down
She hurts  
She pays the price for her daughter's trauma  
She can't seem to catch a break  
She raised this family;  
Yet she can't seem to understand,  
Why I can't talk about it  
But I must not; could not  
She would die  
Not litterally  
But her heart would break  
Her soul would shatter  
She can't know the pain that I suffered  
I sheild her from the terrors  
The terrors that still haunt my nights  
To see my mother cry,  
I rather shatter every bone in my body  
To see the booze bring her feelings to the surface  
To see her in pain;  
Not knowing what happened that night  
Not knowing, who hurt her most precious creation  
And knowing there will never be justice  
I sheild my mother  
But the booze brings her feelings to the surface  
And she crys, in agony; in pain  
Because the thoughts of what happened to her precious baby resurface  
And the thoughts they linger under the surface  
Till the slight burn of the booze; quickly they resurface