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Sin of the mother

The dark chapter

Sin of the mother

I remember the times, whenever you shined bright
telling all the people around...
that you were the one who brought me into the light.
That you were a mother, fighting for her kids
whenever some wrong or harm was done,
but after a few years an addiction came along.
Drugs and booze changed the way that you are
I couldn't believe one pill, one drop could take you so far,
doing that to my strong and once so proud mom.
Now I can barely remember the time
in which you were actually there for me and all mine.
As my mind is clouded and filled with darkness
as my heart is broken and filled with sadness.
Missing and mourning the loss of a mother
now and every single day consumed and controlled
by the madness inside of her.

- GMR -
 

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The fish of the sea

Love the closing lines. Really brings the whole picture into view of the deranged Mother. Enjoying these a lot~

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Gwendoline

Clever write Roy, addiction destroys families. I have experienced watching the downfall of a loved one to alcoholism. I think you captured that sense of feeling defeated. They are lost to the chase of needing to feel numb. I agree again with Fish. The last line is a perfect ending to the intent of this poem 
Gwen x 

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