WHY DIDN'T YOU COME? MOM


I don't know
Why I'm digging this out
Been waiting for you to hear
My muted screams

All these years
I have been laying cement
Over the memory of
An old ugly man
His finger took my innocence
I am his blood, he left a hole
His finger took my innocence
I am his blood, he left a hole

I have been
Jumping from lap to lap
Searching for a hand
To pluck out putrid skin

I resent you
For not punching him
When my dress covered my face
His nails peeled inner flesh

His finger took my innocence
I am his blood, he left a hole
His finger took my innocence
I am his blood, he left a hole

Your voice gives me peace
In your arms I feel safe

Why didn't you come? Mom.