Dear Mother,
I’m sorry all we do is take
Never give
But our gifts would be worthless in the sight of your Mothering
I’m sorry we slowly
Methodically
Purposefully
Choke out every life we can
I’m sorry we shape and carve you
As if your face weren’t already perfect
I wish I could cut all their threads of misery to shreds
Stop everything that changes you
Dear Mother,
I love you
In that way that love is worthless and cannot stand up to the sheer mass of you
I wish on stars hoping they’ll send help
Someone to stop us from this terrible deed
I wish I had the power to stop them
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