How cruel,
how careless I’ve been.

most days,
The hurtful things I scream to her,
a reflection of my worth.

But if that was really true,
She wouldn’t keep me on this earth.

From birth to 22,
She’s kept me going,
Through and through.

Countless times,
I leave her, abused.

The ugly words i scream at her.

Cut,
scratched,
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