ma asked:
Shrinking
not as violet nor
with fear, but
worry like cancer
eating away
Shrinking
not as violet nor
with fear, but
worry like cancer
eating away
ragged face
aged a year for
each month
it’s been only three
since I last saw him
dropping a size
for each 30 days
and now…
now he may visit
for holiday
will see with
his own eyes
what’s happened to me
and know he’s prime
cause of it all
he’s chosen
drink over life
claims he’s fine
but I’ve discovered
alcohol is bad for the heart
….a mother’s.
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