Parental Rights

Right now I feel depressed
I thought I had all my old 
awful memories repressed
but with a swift kick, and a scowl
all plus more have regressed

I keep losing my baby girl
over and over and over again
my head is in a swirl
getting up out of bed, ha
not even my finger can I twirl

bright happy thoughts turn black
the nightmares become real
tired of being the one who is attacked
I haven't done anything wrong
why do I keep coming back

little they believe how I love my child
for when she changes her mood
she pushes me until I too am riled
she is angry I left, and can’t be there
so she demands everyone my exile

she lashed out with a sharp tongue
she doesn't understand her hate
am I all who know she is young
because we argued in public
everyone now wants me strung

being without her hurts more than life
I have struggled for years
tossing and turning every night
desperate that I can't be a mother
to show the world how this isn’t right

I know suicide is not an answer
from all the abuse I endured
leaving him meant chancing her
who fooled us all being two-faced
his bullets at my feet, I'm but a dancer

patience is my only avenue
waiting out this hellish nightmare
and everything they put me through
still I tell her on a constant basis
Here I stay to wait for you

-FrankiiFame
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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