mommy
When i was one
i saw a face as pale as paper
and she was nothing more than a sack of bones
held together by skin
that threatens to fall apart any moment.
but her smile was much brighter than the sun.
and just like that i knew,
she was my mommy.
when i was three
i saw my house;
termite filled floors, broken window panes and a single flickering light.
we were always hungry
but it didn’t matter
for mommy was always there (the world was so much brighter with her!)
when i was five
i saw mommy looking so much like a zombie
mommy never smiled or talked or played with me
mommy only drank, slept and slapped me (but i still love mommy)
when i was seven
mommy was gone (where did she go?)
where mommy went, i went there too (i will never leave mommy)