While hours of Lonliness creep
Like acid’s turmoil
Felt pain
Alone
Missing my best friend
Our relationship fouled vie lies
Never ever thought a family member would take mothers no’s told ten times a day to mean anything but
No!
Then the real bully in my family twisted the truth
Belied lie me and mom
Nearing ninety two on the fourth of November
Alive or dead
A poets heart bleeds
Deadly alone
No fault of my own
Mom prayed for dads death
Mom never anticipated her rights tossed aside
Gaslight, bullied lied to
Financially raped of her home,property and financies plus right to remain in Iowa with her family
She is always near me
Diana can not change that,Ever
My skin is my moms
Holding my hand up
Looking
Touching
Mom is always just a touch away.
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