Mothers love

Mothers love,
Well not always,
Left me drugged,
In a misty haze.

Friction between us,
Argue and fight,
I hate her drugs, her clients and job,
She hates that Im still in her sight.

She beats me,
And, yes Ive hit her too,
The truth I will tell,
Easy when I dont know you.

One last night,
She had decided,
Her depression got too much,
In noone she had confided.

Im a burden for her,
My reasons she cant see,
For why I am this way,
Hating her and hating me.

One night she came into my room,
I saw the metal bar through the black,
Ouch she hit me where it hurt,
My eyes rolled back.

I woke motionless, my head heavy,
I felt I so sore,
Sharp scrapes at my back,
The perfect picture of the shore.

She left me here,
Thats what she chose to do,
I remember how much I preferred,
The family that were new.

What a coincidence,
My rescue were my Aunts friend,
Sent me back home after a week,
This isnt yet the end.

Back again, me and her,
A love so sincere,
Its so disgusting and cold now,
Her lies are even in her tear.

I'm sick of it now,
Her lacing every little stitch,
How she sows every line in my hatred,
How she is such a

Basically,just about a time when my Mum drugged me and left me to awaken on some grey beach,to clear any confusion. Im not asking for sympathy.