I Hurt My Mom

August 29, 2009
By Kaili Bennett BRONZE, Morgantown, Pennsylvania
Kaili Bennett BRONZE, Morgantown, Pennsylvania
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It seems that my life
Is all one game
In which I hurt my mother
I now feel the shame

Every time I took the razor
And sliced my wrists so deep
My mother silently suffered
And cried herself to sleep

Or when I refused the food
That sat stacked up on my plate
I was to selfish to notice
My mother barely ate

And when I lay breathless
From the many pills I took
I didnt realize I had killed her
With that one regretful look


The author's comments:
Risky subject--anonymity, at least!

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