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A poem I wrote about parental abuse

A Love Poem | Lee


This is a love poem to my mom

Because I know she loves me

My Step Dad could have set a bomb

In my room, and you would pretend you didn’t see


I’m hurt, and you did this

In the hospital room, alone, with grippy socks

But when I was gone, I wasn’t even missed

I sat on the floor of a hospital, watching the clocks


But see what people dont know hurts

For when I OD on pills you refused to take me to the ER

For help, love, care, AND FOR YOU TO GIVE A F***, I thirst

For those things decided it was best to be far


But this is a love poem to my mother

The buttons she sewed in my eyes were too loose

But it wasn’t too loose for my brother

Thank you Mom, for all the abuse


Abuse you would never claim

Even when the police show up

I know you would just frame

Me for manipulation like I didn’t give a f***


But what you dont know, Mom

Is that I defend your a** every single godd*** day

Excuses after excuses for so long

Just so maybe you would love me, and stay


However, this is a love poem, to Mama

Guess what? It's not normal to cut someone's hair when they don’t consent

Everytime I struggle it's just drama

And you used to scream at the top of your lungs, whenever there's an event


“Stop being a b****"

“I never called you a b**** I said you were ACTING like one”

Thinking about it gives me the ick

Because you would never do this, to your son


You hurt me so bad

That when people actually brought me BASIC F***ING needs I wanted to hurt myself

And to me that’s so sad

But you wouldn’t know, because all that’s false is how I felt.


Yet this is a love poem to Mommy

I am glad I left the house I thought was home

Oh if you just actually just saw me

Then maybe we wouldn’t both be alone.


This is a love poem to my mom

Because I know what she loves to be

For after every storm there is a calm

And Ik you don’t like it, but I go by Lee


-Lee


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@IAmTooTiredToThinkOfAUser 

This was very intense and emotional, and I felt your pain in the words inside this poem. You deserve love and happiness and peace. I hope this poem brought you a little bit of healing.

Artpractice March 11th

I love this it’s exactly how I feel about my own mom and that pain is real