ode to pain

Ode to pain

My mom is gone I can’t bring her back.
I wonder if I blink will she appear, smelling as sweet as peaches. Will she hold me and say she will never leave me again. I live in a world of dreams that I can’t change. The way I feel or how I talk when people are near and they complain about how their moms act. Not knowing I have a pain that makes me want to hurt others. I have no feelings, im numb from head to toe. I tried to keep things inside not letting people know how I feel. You can’t hear my thoughts and you won’t hear me speak to you nicely or give you compliments. Why should I? Im done with people who want to judge me, for they don’t know me. Just leave me alone or I will scream. I get tempted to bust people in the face. I go crazy when people talk about things that are not important you don’t know my pain. The pain I have had for ever the thought that im shaped like her and that my hair is like hers. I swallow my pain hold things in without thinking about how it will affect me.