(Un)supported
Written for My Mother Because of My Mother
You told me when I was young that you’d be there through it all
You showed this when I would come home crying because I couldn’t take it anymore
And when I dropped out of school and barely graduated at all
You were there through every treatment center and mental hospital
You showed nothing but love and support
Support
That’s laughable now
Now that I’m living on my own
And succeeding in my college career
Now that I have a job that makes me happy
And I’m engaged
You think I'm happy
But I’m not
You refuse to see the pain in my eyes with every “the girls are here”
And the self hatred with every “Molly”
You choose not to see the disgust written all over with every “she/her”
And the light drain with every conversation and excuse
Now, I hate coming over
I get overwhelmed with despair when you’re around
And all I can wonder is if tonight’s the night I make the pain stop
Visits are now a war
And I’m waiting until I don’t come home
And a flag comes in my place
It’s not what I expected when I told you I was your son instead of your daughter
But I guess even your support has a limit
About the Creator
Finn River Clemons
Mental illness
Suffering
Pain
I write to you
But not in vain
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