Friday, August 22, 2014

letters from my mom in rehab

you think nobody sees you but I see you ma'
lickin your gums like you've broken the law
you think you're so funny when you sit and you stare
but my god the pain to know nobody's there.

I'm glad you're alive.
Not sure what that means.
They said you have written me
from your gas chamber fiends.

it's a means to an end
this cutting you out
oh no i don't hate you
but with my love there is doubt

you should have gone farther
smashed yr head in a door
i hear yr 'so sorries'
but im so fucking bored

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