Mother - Poem by Gerard Taylor
Sorry you had to witness all that shit
I always wonder what you did with it,
Who you talked to, because there was no one there for you
I hate the fact that I changed you that way,
Injured your spirit, drove you away.
It was only you that learnt alot from my mistakes,
I kept coming back take, take, take.
I made life rough and made you grow tough.
You wiped your hands, I had other plans.
I dissapeared, I didn`t care for your tears.
You were always in my mind, but I know that was not enough
Mother, my love to you I send, I know the past I can`t mend
I hope the man I am today, in some way, can make amends
My Mother and my dear friend
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