Mother And I Poem by Sam Byron

A divorce
Is what
Is to happen
Between
Mother
And
I

For,
After we had
Said hurtful words,
And
Done all the hurtful things

We agreed
To go
Our separate ways.

You claimed
You couldn’t
Take
My stress.
Nor,
Would you
Tolerate me
Any longer

So,
Our separate ways
Is how
We have gone.
Though
For how long
We are
Not to know.

Long since
We have
Tried
The counselors
And
Tried all the solutions
We decided
That things
As they are
Is how it is meant
To be.