I’m looked up to
There’s no repercussions
For the harm that I do
I hold power
Come from a line of powerful men
Who abused their power
Maybe it’s in my blood
For my palms to caress you
Slowly undress you
Then make fists and copulate walls
How many times have I sparred
I’m exceptional, not manic depressed
Fears bathe in my head
Of reaching a point of no return
Realizing I’ve been here once before
And mother, it was never enough
The words I gifted, the care I gave
Compared to the love you shared each day
On every plate you served
With every hug you lent
Every tear you hid
While you absorbed pain for three
So forgive me for not answering calls
For deleting voicemails I didn’t finish
It’s not until you’re carefree you witness
How much she bled for you
Fought to change conditions
Paved the way for you
She put you on a pedestal
When you saw a cracked reflection
It’s through her love
You could offer the same
Find the right direction
And some days you are your father
That same demeanor and hard armor
That same scent of denialAs…
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