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Dead to Me
Count me as dead to you
You have broken me
Not sure i will be able
To overcome this one.
I birthed you
I loved you
Now I hate you.
I'm just sick about this
Can't stop crying
You have broke me
Bridges are burning
You are on the other side
You will not be able
To get back home again.
You sicken me
Do not call me
Do not think of me
As your mother any more
I do not want to be
A mother to you
You will not ever be
Anything worth keeping
You are a useless
Human being
That fine line between
Love and hate is being
Crossed by my being
I will harden my heart
To you
You will never hurt me
Ever again like this
You will never use me
Again, count me out
Count me as an enemy
One that would just as soon
Drop you as to look at you
You have broke me
I'll never be the same
I'm broke, I'll never be me
Again with you
I want to hurt you
Like you have hurt me
I want to use you like
You have me.
Leave me out of your mouth
I voluntarily give up
My mother title
You are a worthless
Human fucking being.
I'm disowning you
I don't have a daughter
You have killed me
I am dead to you.
You will never cross back over
This way again
We are strangers
I want nothing to do with you
I fucking hate you.
You will not ever get
Close enough to me
To use me again
Like this not ever
You have killed
That in me
Which cared for you
My care for you is turning
I do not give a fuck
What happens to you
You can die for all I care.
You have broken me
Not sure i will be able
To overcome this one.
I birthed you
I loved you
Now I hate you.
I'm just sick about this
Can't stop crying
You have broke me
Bridges are burning
You are on the other side
You will not be able
To get back home again.
You sicken me
Do not call me
Do not think of me
As your mother any more
I do not want to be
A mother to you
You will not ever be
Anything worth keeping
You are a useless
Human being
That fine line between
Love and hate is being
Crossed by my being
I will harden my heart
To you
You will never hurt me
Ever again like this
You will never use me
Again, count me out
Count me as an enemy
One that would just as soon
Drop you as to look at you
You have broke me
I'll never be the same
I'm broke, I'll never be me
Again with you
I want to hurt you
Like you have hurt me
I want to use you like
You have me.
Leave me out of your mouth
I voluntarily give up
My mother title
You are a worthless
Human fucking being.
I'm disowning you
I don't have a daughter
You have killed me
I am dead to you.
You will never cross back over
This way again
We are strangers
I want nothing to do with you
I fucking hate you.
You will not ever get
Close enough to me
To use me again
Like this not ever
You have killed
That in me
Which cared for you
My care for you is turning
I do not give a fuck
What happens to you
You can die for all I care.
Published 10th Oct 2022
Author's Note
This I wrote on a very dark day of my life this spring. Sick of being used by heroin addicts. It hurts me to my core, but sometimes ALL must be let go in order to survive.
Am no longer in this dark place. Human resilience is extraordinary. This is as deep and dark as it gets though, when a mother disowns their child. Thankfully, we are back on track, she still uses, but no longer under my nose. Her needing a place to stay nearly rendered our relationship non-existent. Thank goodness for heroin rescue pins. She has died a few times, came back with these pins.
Recent update: she is going into a rehab sometime in near future. I can only hope she will succeed. A complete life changing overhaul is needed and I am not sure she can do it.
Am no longer in this dark place. Human resilience is extraordinary. This is as deep and dark as it gets though, when a mother disowns their child. Thankfully, we are back on track, she still uses, but no longer under my nose. Her needing a place to stay nearly rendered our relationship non-existent. Thank goodness for heroin rescue pins. She has died a few times, came back with these pins.
Recent update: she is going into a rehab sometime in near future. I can only hope she will succeed. A complete life changing overhaul is needed and I am not sure she can do it.
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10th Oct 2022 5:44pm
21st Oct 2022 6:40am
A cathartic poem. Favourite lines:
You have killed
That in me
Which cared for you
Can understand when the hand that fed the person is bitten too often.
You have killed
That in me
Which cared for you
Can understand when the hand that fed the person is bitten too often.
