Maternal Instinct


Every word that escapes your mouth
cuts like a knife,
and I've been bleeding for years.


You wonder why I have given up
trying to please you;
well it's damn near impossible.


You are the one that makes me cry
when you should the one
that holds me when I cry.


You make me shrink
through your harsh criticisms;
I'm barely a human anymore.


People think we are close,
but it's just an illusion
because you don't even know me.


You think you know what's in my heart,
but all that's there is contempt
for you and how you treat me.


You must be missing
that maternal instinct,
or you lost it along the way.


I don't think it's a hopeless cause;
but our relationship needs to change
before I am just a shell of a person.

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