You'Re a Dead Horse
(So Beat It)
How many times must I forgive you
Before
You meant just what you said
How often must I play these games
Until
We're forced to forfeit at the hands
Of your disease
You're so busy crying wolf that you've
Forgotten you're red-handed
The
Scene of the crime laced by the scars that
You have made, your words
Born
From the poison that an absent mother brings
I've spent my life keeping your secret
Could
You tell me why I should?
Give me one good reason to protect the
Twisted
Logic that's become fail proof
Hogwash is your calling card, bipolar is
Your
Excuse for when you drop from
My life completely, without a single sound
There,
I said it: you're insane, and I'll
Venture far enough to say that now it's all
Your fault
You had the chance to dig yourself
Out, and now that it's too late, you're dragging
All
Of us down
Yes, I'll admit that you're a burden
But
I still don't want you dead
Since you've officially denied to be my
Mom
I want you gone instead, as
You've for years intended. For once, I
Wish
It wasn't all about you. I'm
Caring about me for a start, not that you
Could tell
Oh, you've missed your cue?
Well I'll give you a hint: this is the part where
You act like the adult, so I
Can be a kid again
I'm evicting you and all your secrets out
The
Front door of my mind, and onto
The corner of the real world that you can't
Seem
To find. I've been your helpless hostage
Just one too many times. You were once violent,
Always
Cruel, and never the mom I'd be
Ashamed to leave behind
I guess this is ta-ta for now, so don’t let your ego
Hit you in the rear on your
Way out
Copyright © Annalee Pierce | Year Posted 2011
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