So You Call Yourself A Mother

Just because you gave birth,
Doesnt mean your worth,
Being called a mum,
Because you never acted like one,
When innocence is snatched away,
Its hard to live day after day,
Years have gone by,
But i still sit alone and cry,
For all the thing that were taken from me,
Especially my innocence and dignity,
You brought all these men into my life,
Watched while they cut my heart out with a knife,
So much damage has been done,
Arranged by the person i called mum,
Your grip on me was so tight,
In the end i gave up the fight,
Even though i was only a kid,
You gave them all permission to do what they did,
You always covered it up so well,
You knew i was to scared to tell,
So much inside me has died,
I wished i never lied,
To try to protect you
Now 36 years on,
Not an ounce of the pain has gone,
I cant find a closure for what you have done,
I keep on looking but cant find one,
There is no where to hide,
From this loniness and pain i feel inside.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
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