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My Mother and Her Drug
Im in her shoes but I still dont understand
how she chose to neglect us for a drug made by man.
It had a stronghold on her that she just couldn't let go.
She thought she could control it but little did she know.
This drug tore apart a family in no time;
took people out while they were yet in their prime.
Had my mother sell herself for a momentary high
and let this man take the innocence of her daughter; too early to say goodbye.
How could you do this to us without the least bit of care?
At moments like my graduation, I needed you there.
You neglected me, so why shouldn't I abandon you?
But yet I'm stuck to you closely like Elmer's glue.
Even though my childhood was filled with ruthlessness and pain
love from my heart I give, I can't restrain.
God places us in challenging stages;
thanks to God I'm able to quickly turn the pages.
And even though this drug tried to destroy our being,
we are the better and victory is our's over this thing!
poem
by
Crystal Tutson
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