MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER


There's a sad sad look in your eyes.
A sun that's not allowed to rise.
Like a fish with no water to breathe.
Like a fatal snake with it's deadly wreathe.

A wild animal trapped in a cage.
No chance for a clean, slate page.
Medication holds you in it's haze.
A tired, wornout, bitter gaze.

So what can I do - a child of yours.
I still keep fighting my own personal wars.
Even though you were never around,
I'm willing to keep you safe and sound.






Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-07-22 at 12:21

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Kathy Lockhart
Our childhoods are not always what they should be. Children are often thrust into situations that makes them seem like the parent instead of the other way around. I sense this in your poem here. Your heart is breaking for your mother but you were still the child. Another poignant poem filled with honestly and raw emotions that needed to be written out. God Bless You. Kathy
2006-07-24


Arti
This is such a heartfelt tribute to your mother. I dont know what to say... just send you hugs, and rate you at a 5.
(((((HUGS))))))
2006-07-23


Dan Cederholm
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Hey there A great poem

I think about a song of

Pink Floyd when I read it

and it sound great!!!

Sincerely Dan


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2006-07-22