A Mother's Slave
I am your slave,
Bound to your home,
Your command, your grip.
I cannot escape,
Despite every twist,
Every tug, every cry.
I meet your gaze
And instantly feel fear,
Resentment, hatred.
I hear your words;
They’re like whips
Against the flesh of my heart.
I feel your touch;
It’s laced with the power
You wield over me.
Your smile is no smile;
It is only a smirk,
And it plagues my every step.
When you move,
I must follow;
I am your shadow, never myself.
I am your slave,
But not forever
Sweet mother of mine,
Freedom is calling.
Bound to your home,
Your command, your grip.
I cannot escape,
Despite every twist,
Every tug, every cry.
I meet your gaze
And instantly feel fear,
Resentment, hatred.
I hear your words;
They’re like whips
Against the flesh of my heart.
I feel your touch;
It’s laced with the power
You wield over me.
Your smile is no smile;
It is only a smirk,
And it plagues my every step.
When you move,
I must follow;
I am your shadow, never myself.
I am your slave,
But not forever
Sweet mother of mine,
Freedom is calling.