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A Series of Abusive Events

* hello, i wrote and uploaded these poems in May 2018 but soon after my account got deleted. I am uploading them all again so enjoy*

Here comes the sun do, do, do
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right 

Here comes the sun…
The one lyric that plays in my head
The one I felt on my back
When all I was covered in darkness

Mama told me its alright
And that I had to do things all right
She was my example growing up
The endurance and beauty that shined

She taught me that love was like a flower
That tender love and care
Could make it sprout
But she forgot that type of flowers she was growing had thorns

Mama knew she had a burden
A curse lying on her back
It ran in the family 
Given not by choice 

A curse that flowed in her blood
And spilled at her side 
Everywhere she went
The curse…he… would follow

It was an impeding shadow
That suffocated all the light she had within
Suffocated, ripping her
From her breath and right to live

Mama told me it was fine
That this was the flower she was caring for
That one day, I too
Would care for that

But I saw her scars that ran up her arms
And that rested on her neck
AS if it to be a reminder
Of the power and coldness over her

A curse that kills her
And that's relentless
But its been in our family for generations
Like a thorn that suffocates a rose

It like a disease that runs in our blood
And flows out of me like a broken faucet
And I don’t have the tools to fix
And I’m helpless

All I see is a graveyard
Of all my ancestors with the curse looming
This curse comes to kill me
And with all my might I try to fight it off
Bt it comes to me
Trying to take my breath out
As the corpses surround me
As I turn to see my fate

This isn’t love mama
You don’t deserve this
I don’t deserve this
Why do I have to accept it

But I have seen a better future
One where we will experience no hurt
Where I teach my children how to really love
A place where our flowers can grow and not die

And we will say
Here comes the sun do, do, do
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right

Copyright © Margaret Paige | Year Posted 2022

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