Please...mom

Mom
I never had a childhood,
I had to grow up fast.
I always knew I had to be the one,
To protect you from the flying glass

You and dad fought,
Every single day.
I would throw myself between you two,
To keep you from getting hurt.

I would run outside to the road,
And hide down by the ditch.
I would hurry to dial grandmas number,
Then beg her to come stop the flying fist.

Bubba was always quiet,
He never said a word.
Never expresses his feelings,
He eventually will explode.

Your focus has always been somewhere else,
Your beer, men, or drugs.
Bubba and I had to fend for ourselves,
Learning to be independent while young.

But mom I try to forgive and forget,
Yet how do you forget when your problems are never ending.
I just want a mom that will be there,
But you still don't try to make things right.

Bubba tried to kill himself,
But do you even care?
You still haven't called to check on him,
and you're not here to wipe our tears.

The drugs have started to take their toll on you,
You no longer have common sense.
You never express emotion,
You never get upset.

But if you would just stand up and be there,
Our problems would go away.
I could forget my past and move on with life,
I would finally be complete.

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