Children of Addicts
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cold hard concrete
and nothing but the clothes
on your back
for a mother
your wits keep you alive
because
you've outgrown
couchsurfing;
the shelters are full
She was,
Independent, Smart, Diligent,
Now she is,
Despondent, Weak, Pathetic--
She was,
my Idol, my bestfriend, My Mother.
Now she is,
a Lush, a deadbeat, A Stranger--
