Dear Mother
Dear Mother,
I would like to Thank you,
For being everything,
I never want to become.
Your constant drug use has made me into the person I am today ,
And I thank you.
I remember when you tried to run me and my sisters over because you didn’t have a fix,
I remember that night clearly as though I was still there,
I still remember the smell of my own fear mixed with my siblings,
The way you stared at us with those craze filled eyes,
I would like to thank you for that night,
You taught me that even family will betray you.
It amazes me that even to this day,
You can pretend that I don’t know.
Like I didn’t know of your addiction before I learned how to spell my own name,
You taught me that life isn’t fair.
It was when you promised me that you would be there when I got home,
I got off the bus that day and ran,
I ran to a home where only my father stood,
When I asked about you he just looked at me ,
He didn’t give me an answer and I knew.
You taught me to never get my hopes up.
It was you who taught me not to settle,
Looking at the life you had ,
I just knew I had to do better.
One of my favorite memories of you,
Is when we were in the car,
My father, sisters, me and you.
You didn’t think I was listening,
So when my father asked you who did you want more the drugs or us,
You stated the truth.
I want to thank you for choosing drugs over your family,
It was the best thing you could have done for me.
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