Christine P

Son....
On this exciting day, you now are ten
your mommys love will never end.
I hope this poem I write for you,
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I'm a lost cause, even to myself.
I'm at the lowest of lows, and screaming for help.
I'm a victim of a disease,
which turned all my wants into dire needs.
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I am free to feel, free to kneel,
To talk to god, who helps me peel the layers of paint,
I piled on my skin,
when all I wanted was to cover my sins.
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Hail! to the birthday boy
He loves a book, he loves a toy
He fills my heart with so much joy
He's my beautiful little boy.
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They think they know for whom the bell tolls,
with their blood red eyes, and unjust lust. Debating my guilt, with fucked up fairytales,
as endless lies, unfold and fail.
Eyes wide open I've always seen,
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I am your mother
I'm like no other
You are my son
Number one
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Adam and eve, and then eventually there was me.
Baby plus baby, and that makes three.
Christmas carols and Halloween treats.
Door to door with two little feet.
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I am a complete stranger to myself
how can I blame my actions
upon anything else?
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Mother, sweet mother,
why did you leave?
You were my everything,
you were my queen.
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As I sit in Heaven, and watch you everyday.
I try to let you know with signs I never went away.
I see you laughing, and soothe you when asleep
I even put my arms around you, to calm you when you weep.
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Hi stands for Hospitals and Institutions. These men and women come with all the solutions For better ways to live in our future days. Their past is our past, and their path is our path.
So follow those who know.... Gods chosen ones have got this licked, in the Fellowship of Alcoholics and Addicts. The truth is... The principles are for all, and not for the small number of detoxifying derelicts.
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When I saw you in your casket, I was just an object case of baskets. My thoughts were crazy and I moved like the walking dead, pushing up daisies. I hit my knees, and asked God please, why did you take him away from me? . When I leaned over your body, I was nothing but scared. Your body so cold I cursed at God out of fear. Whispering in your ear and kissing your face.... My heart felt tightly bound by a thick piece of lace. You were my best friend and I will always miss you. But it's time now to pick myself up and do what I need to do. So you will live in my heart, and that's where you'll stay. In that tiny little space for the rest of my days.
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This is the story of the Apogee man, who came down from the North with the mightiest force.
To the land of ten thousand lakes.
From the Cherokee nation, with little rations.
He settled with his Irish girl.
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My man died today and left me in a very bad way.
Sorrow and rage overflows all around me.... blow after blow after blow.
What should I do? Where should I go?
Nowhere for the dope and the down low.
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My mother will do whatever I say.
Well, daughter today is a brand new day.
You were not raised like that, it's not always just tit for tat.
You disrespect me day in and day out.
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Realizing all the shit that messed with my mind.
Committing crimes just to buy the next dime.
Not caring about the world around,
I found myself....drowning with no sense of space or time.
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The 42nd birthday call to you, made my heart skip a beat or two.
I was nervous and stressed, but put on my best. With friends at my side I didn't have to the call alone. So I stopped pacing and picked up that old telephone.
I hoped that I would hear your beautiful voice.
And when you didn't pickup I couldn't rejoice.
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