A Mother.
I see her
And i see what
She is doing to herself
Looking at her now
I can’t help but blame myself
For not paying close enough attention
A part of me knew
That it was going to get worse
That she wouldwill bury herself
Deeper into her own grave
But instead of helping i
Watch till it was
Almost too late
I am ashamed
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