Mom
I’m just
{Missing}
You now
You tell me that you are different
I’ll be saved and I’ll be lifted
It’s not easy but I’m trying to believe you
All the angels lost their halos
I have no choice but to let go
There are times when I feel paper thin and see-through
They made me kneel. I didn’t do anything wrong. But they made me apologize…. I want to make them bow. I want their kneecaps to crack, and freeze on the stones. I want their necks to break from bending.