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Dear mom


Dear mom 

I Remember being 8 years old and

Running to the road 

You wear screaming at me and calling me worthless. 

So I thought I had no purpose.

Mom do you remember?

That's the same day 

I came home to find my parents passed out on the couch

No doubt I'm my mind I thought you wear dead.

So I woke you up crying

Thought you wear dying 

But you weren't 

You got up and stared yelling

 I couldn't really tell why

Dear mom

Do you Remember all those holidays I spent outside debating if I should run 

Away. But then who would be left to care for you. At age 12 I had to care for you. I had to nurse your hangovers just so you could drink some more. 

Dear mom

I pleaded I cried I wanted to die but nothing seemed to get you sober

Dear mom 

This ain’t a stab you 

Im just trying to grasp

All this shit u put me through 

Dear mom

I was 13 when I had my first drink 

And all i could think about was you 

How I didn’t want to end up like you

How I didn’t want to grow up and abandon my children just so i  could feed my addiction 

Dear mom

Your now two weeks sober and I’ve never been more proud.

Dear mom 

No matter what you’d put me through I hope you alway remember that I will always forgive you 

Cause we have the same addiction 

Just different drugs, different highs. 

 
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