MY MOM
My mother is the one person I don't have. When trials, heavy and sudden,fall upon me,when adversity takes place of prosperity,when friends who rejoice with me in the sunshine, desert me, when troubles thicken around me, she's not there she's the cause of some of it, she causes me pain, causes me to feel abandoned, I hesitate to trust people because of her.

This is my reality.

I'm abandoned. Alone. Broken. And unlovable. I have no mom. She's supposed to be there. She doesn't want to. She lied. She's said herself she hates me. I'm alone.