Eggshells
My feet crush the eggshells
Scattered all over the floor,
A mistake I always seem to make
As soon as I come in the door.
Panic rises in my chest
As I hear the screaming begin,
Here she comes ready to fight
I don’t want to do this again.
I stand there and watch her
Become someone else,
The mom I know is nowhere to be found
And I don’t know how to help.
Copyright © Katie Telling | Year Posted 2019
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