This was a painful poem to put to paper, and it's taken a lot out of me to write it out.

Maybe I was wrong
Maybe you were right
Maybe it doesn't matter
Please don't start a fight

Don't push it any further
Just to see where it will go
I'm on the verge of breaking down
The end so very close

I tried to see the light
I tried to make it good
I died to make you happy
But you never understood

A mother's love is special
Except when tainted with fear
All those years you lost control
My screams you refused to hear

So now you sit and wonder
What could you have done so wrong
The answer you seek within your head
You've known it all along