Mother

have you ever heard
your mother scream Bloody Murder
because her husband, your father, your daddy dear
is throwing things, pushing her,
threatening all she's ever known?

have you ever heard
your mother tell you
she could have died
would have killed herself
because you didn't call?

have you ever heard
your mother tell you
"promise me you'll never
do this"
then hear her retching
purging her last binge?

this is my mother.
this is my life.

have you ever heard
your mother make fun
of your neighbors
leaving you rolling on the floor
clutching your belly
laughing?

have you ever heard
your mother roar
with laughter
when you do something silly
making you feel sorta proud
proud that you can make her laugh?

have you ever heard
your mother tell you stories
of her poor childhood
give you morals
give you common sense
teach you about life and reality?

this is my mother.
this is my life.

and I wouldn't trade either
for anything in the world.

-Yes, I know that this poem seems brutally honest. I try to be when I write. Now, if you haven't met my parents, don't use this to judge them. I love them dearly, and everyone does things they regret later. If you have met my parents, you'll know that they aren't like this all the time. XD And I know that some have it worse than I do, some have it better, but like I said, "I wouldn't trade either for anything in the world."-

<3 - brittany