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you once told me
I was less then dirt
I think i was 10
but you were just angry
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The pride to never ask for help, no matter what the cost.
To suffer in silence, no matter how great the pain.
That I'll never be good enough, no matter how hard i try.
That I'm a wasted heartbeat just taking up space.
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At My Mothers Deathbed.
you once told me
I was less then dirt
I think i was 10
but you were just angry
and I was there.
you twice told me
It should have been me
and not my brother
I know what you meant
but you were just angry
and I was there.
so I tried to replace me
I didn't want to be there
with you/with me/in my head
so I enslaved myself
so you would love me too
like you loved your son
and as you lay dying
I am there
I lay next to you
on a cot
listening....
to you speak
out of your mind
into the darkness
I am there
listening...
to all you've suffered
listening...
to things i never knew
listening...
I understand
I am there
I reach out
to hold your frail hand
against my cheek
against my tears
Hoping/Praying
that you know
I am here.
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