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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #336638
A story poem of a mother and her daughter
Why can't I do that
why can't I go
these are the things
I wanted to know

You never trusted me
you say I always lied
how many times did I wish
you'd just up and die

Now I'm the one who's saying
why did you do that and no you can't go
I said I'd never say those things
but at last I now know

It wasn't me you didn't trust
as I had once thought
it was the criminals and the maniacs
the ones who never got caught

Now I listen to my daughter
scream at me and shout
"you just don't understand"
oh, but I do, without a doubt

You hate me
you wish I was dead
saying that to her
left a pounding in my head

She stopped suddenly
"how did you know"
I once thought the same
a long long time ago

I was like you
I wanted to be free
my mom didn't understand
she wouldn't let me be me

So many times
I wished her dead
as she kept repeating
what had already been said

You can't go
no matter what
I won't have my daughter
raped or shot

I laughed at her
and said "raped or shot"
I'm smarter than that
or so I had thought

I snuck out of the house
late one night
well as it turns out
I wasn't so bright

They found me the next morning
huddled up in a ball
beaten so bad
I couldn't even crawl

"Been raped repeatedly"
is what they had said
oh why ,oh why
couldn't I be dead

I live with that night
every day of my life
but you my dear child
have made life seem right

So don't get mad
when it seems I care too much
and don't be in a hurry
to grow up in a rush

Life can be great
if you give it a chance
slow down, take it easy
and just savor the dance







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