073. Failed Mother

Childlike whispers remind me of the past before I knew who I was or could even talk the time when I was with my mother To her I have never spoken I couldn’t even if I wanted if I ever saw her now I would not want to know I would tell her It was your fault that I nearly died and spent those weeks in hospital why did you not try to stop him do you even care When I was moved away why did you do nothing to prevent me from going you did not even try On my chest is the birthmark the proof that I was born at some point I will have it changed or even removed with kiss of the surgeon’s knife Eventually it will scar but it will show to all who see it that you failed to kill the boy you gave birth to that you failed me as a mother