Charles Dibiasi Poet I do not know?

Mother, I've got something to tell you

Fighting the feeling with each new
Ripped stitch
Flesh simmering in this hell
And I'll make no apologies for what I
Tell you
When you rather sink instead of swim,
Believe me I'd rather be with God 
Than in your dour earthly kingdom you
Wrought by tearing down mine
For no apparent reason other than boredom
And feeling you can.
You wanted the perks of motherhood
Without actually being a mother,
Never feeling or saying sorry for the mistakes
I'm paying for that you done did.
If forgiveness never slips from my lips
For you, it's because you believe you've
Done nothing wrong.
Your love was heavily disguised as hate,
You dug your grave, now sleep in it.

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Charles Dibiasi March 20, 2024 at 3:34 PM I will admit it's not my best poem, it needs a little bit of TLC, but it's how I feel about my mother....I don't hate her, and honestly if you knew her you'd see where I am coming from with this ugly unfinished poem I wish I'd have finished before posting it. Consider it a work in progress.