Motherhood

They never knew

and never saw

the endless fear

engulfing us all.

A fear that stuck

and stained like ink,

rich with worry,

lies and deceit.

She lied to me

and also to you,

knowing we were all

just empty fools.

Willing to ignore,

forget, and abuse

that happiness she once knew.

She gave and gave,

while i just took.

A little fool

who was easily shook.

She finally gave

one last time,

but instead gave herself

that bloody line.

Across the throat

and down her wrists

my mother left

without a kiss.