With each passing breath

A little girl with lost hope
so much pain she can barley cope
this young girl lost and confused
her little heart beaten and bruised
her mother who is never there
one single parent whom doesn\'t care
no shit in the world could bring her back
a motherly love is what this mother lacked
tears of pain down her face
her mother is gone without a trace
no phone call no letter not even a note
so now on a paper this little girl wrote
mommy dearest i hope you die
for making me sad and makeing me cry
for leaving me alone all damn day
now these last wrods are what i have to say
this growing pain within my heart
is not what kept us apart
it was ur addiction and ur sick little twsit
this is the reason i now slit my wrist

*slitting the wrist part is not true...but the emotions and feeling are all a true reslut of my mother\'s gambling addiction*