Mom

It's your fault, Mom
It's your fault that I'm writing this
You won't care anyway
Because me, you'll never miss

You're the one that makes me feel like this
You're the one who doesn't care
I don't know if you ever loved me
I mean, at least Dad was there

Why did you tell me you hate me?
What did I even do to you?
You know what? I don't care
I don't really care what you do

Go drink your life away
It doesn't matter to me
You're just drinking your life down the drain
I can't think of anything else to make you see

So that's why I'm writing to to you
Maybe you'll actually realize
That you drove your own daughter
To suicide

And I really hope you stop drinking
Because it's ruining your life
And it's also ruining mine
That's why I'm turning to the knife

The knife can be
A better friend than you ever could
It actually listens
Kind of like you should

It never cusses
It never hits me
It never drinks
And when I need it most, it helps me see

It helps me see
What I have to do
To live a lfe
Without you

So as I'm writing this
I'm watching this red stuff
Trickle down my wrist
But it's not enough

Pretty soon I'll be gone
Out of your way
Maybe you'll be happy
But I have one more thing to say

Deep down, I loved you
And I think you loved me too
But now it's too late
Because my love for you is through

Rachel Crombie--8//16//04