On your phone, I didn’t know
Their lie it would grow.

Then in real life
The lie would cut like a knife.

They took your behind closed doors
And soon began the wars.

What they said, who knows-
I was told not to impose.

Your hand I could not hold,
Your heart now felt cold.

They said it was for you,
And I should believe it too.

I didn’t get a reason,
Only threats - and that I was a demon.

Questions they didn’t ask,
All while wearing masks.

I’m sorry I didn’t have the answers,
And I lost most of my manners.

I didn’t know the lies they told
I wish I never let go of my hold.

Your hand-it slipped away,
It felt like in just a day.

But I’m still here;
I’ll always be near.

I know more now.
Please forgive me somehow

For the things I should have never done,
And what I failed to do for you, my hun.

Love,
Mom