Letter To Mother

Here’s a letter for you mother,
It’s written by me and my little brother.
I just want to tell you we’d have chosen another.
All you did to us only made us tougher.

Mother we still love you even in hate.
Abandoning us as kids forced both our fate.
But one thing we know, we’d been worse had you stayed.

Mother we grew up and had to face our issues.
The horror you showed us now only continues.
We question everything, even our values.
You are responsible our necks found the noose.

Mother your illness was a gift from birth.
We don’t even know how to find life’s worth.
Mental problems and addiction we’ve endured.
For our meaning and purpose you left obscured.

Mother you told us demons lived inside us.
We were kids that were scared, blinded by your trust.
You locked us outside at the first sign we’d fuss.
Dad staying on the road was only a plus.

Mother just know we finally grew older.
Now as adults, your abuse still weighs on our shoulders.
All your wrong and neglect found we were it’s owners.
War you waged in our childhood enlists us as soldiers.

Mother it’s fine, I made sure we were raised.
I promised my brother our life wasn’t a total waste.
For me it was hard as I struggled all I faced.
The responsibility bestowed me was very misplaced.

Mother you weren’t like this with our sister.
That alone in itself is probably why we’re still bitter.
We’re crawling through life now, for I raised no quitters.
Reflecting on trauma in smoke clouded mirrors.