Why has it taken repeated cuts and scars,
To gain the love that seems so far.
Upon my wrist lays duplicated seeks,
To stitch the holes in which our love leaks.
And times and times and times again,
You ignored the messages I desperately send.
An addiction to pain has now risen,
A chance I took to escape this prison.
But you’ve blown it off for just a phase,
Still trapping me in this infinite maze.
But when you let got of ignorance and notice my pain,
The blood from depression has forever has stained.
And who am I to ruin your life?
Nonetheless bring attention with a knife.
For others to note something is wrong.
Something I’ve waited for so long.
But it is seen from the wrong person’s eyes,
So I’ve tried to cover it with lies.
To the social worker trying to piece my emotions,
As I figure out what are my notions.
Why has it come to this and why so long?
Why cant I call you my loving mom?
 
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