Poem about my life with my mom

by The Disturbed Poet   Aug 25, 2006


Why weren't you there
When I needed you
When I was in so much pain
I had to create more
By slitting my own wrists
You never realized
How much pain I was in
Until it was too late
Now I'm too far gone
There's no way to bring me back
I have been gone too long
You think I've changed
But you're wrong
I've kept up all my bad habits
But I've gotten smarter
I no longer make it so noticeable
You thought I stopped months ago
But the truth is
I haven't stopped
I've just gotten better at hiding it all
Why not check my hips
My ankles
Look there
Maybe you'll find something
If you're smart
And you know what to look for
You think I'm this miracle case
Who changed everything in a week
Well your wrong again mom
You never could see the real me
You never pay enough attention to see
When you look in my eyes
You don't notice how empty they are
You don't notice how lost I am
How often I have wanted to die
But I've been stopped
Not by you
Like I should've
But by the people who care about me
My friends
They are more of a family than we are
It is a sad thought
A group of teenagers make a better family than a real family
Oh well
It just shows what kind of parents I have
You've never been here for me
You tell me 'don't worry I'm always here for you'
But are you really?
No
You never have been
And probably never will be
You're always out drinking or gambling
Wasting all of our money
Wasting the money you could be using on your family
But you don't care
You're happy so it doesn't matter what happens to the rest of us
You always tell me the world doesn't revolve around me
Why don't you try listening to yourself?
You always do what you want
Nothing seems to matter unless you think it matters
You don't like my friends so I'm not allowed to hang out with them
Is anybody else seeing a pattern here?
It's all about you
Sorry mom
But everything I just wrote is true
Whether you want to believe it or not
This is the way life has gone
Ever since I can remember
Well there's life my life laid out for you
Thanks for nothing mom

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