Selfless
i do not so much enjoy the presence of pain,
nor do i delight in the screams at night,
but i suffer all because loves gain,
and i feel i have put up a good hard fight.
i will never know why i tolerate such diss,
i wouldnt allow it if it were my own,
but my forgiving heart has told me this,
my mother deserves to be happy and not alone.
she is my sunshine,
i will not be a cause to dim her light,
i continue on seeming all is fine,
when in reality i feel i lost my might.
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