Susie….
Susie had long hair;
and wore white dresses
with baby doll shoes....
Susie was all the while joyful!
One day, while drifting away, a mothers’ thoughts were interrupted by a noise of destruction coming from down the hall where Susie room was....
Susie!! she yelled....
while opening the door to Susie room where flowers and pictures once hung in the entrance but now were replaced with a sign that says, “Susie has been evicted..…”
Susie!! she yelled frantically…
Bulbs, smashed into a billion pieces, laid throughout the dark floors where in the corner she notice her little girl....
Her hair was shortened;
clothes were darkened
and shoes were torn
Rushing over to little Susie
YELLING!
Susie what happened!?.
As she lifted her head; Susie’s corrupted eyes poked there way into her mother’s soul && flash backs of Susie’s so called happiness accrued.....
with tears of fear Susie’s mother yelled,
“Susie!!! What happened???”
her eyes pierced through the top layer && hitting her right in the core;
flash backs, memories, became even stronger
WAIT!!
Susie! I’m sorry....
for 20 years how could your own mother not notice you were unhappy?
dressing you in clothes that were to only impress them....
“Susie but I’m sorry…!”
how could your own mother not see that you were hurting.…?
days you came home with black eyes, torn clothes, or defense wounds on your body....
all you ever said was i feel or the basketball had hit you in the face
“Susie I’m sorry…!”
Now she understood why there was an overwhelming feeling of neglect && loneliness hovering over her as if it were a noose around her neck…
SCREAMING!!
“Susie I’m sorry….!”
How could I, your own mother, not notice
nights you were gone without calling and when you came home I gave you hell;
but didn’t think to ask why you cut your hair....
How could I, the one who gave birth to you,
not notice you were traumatized by another man with all the help you were seeking???
yelling,
WAIT! BUT;
“Susie I’m sorry….!”
“I'm sorry for never paying you the slightest attention…!”
But all little Susie could say as she lifted her head and eyes contracted back from the soul they were putting in a grave...
my name's not Susie it's Josie!.'>Pay Close Attention
Susie….
Susie had long hair;
and wore white dresses
with baby doll shoes....
Susie was all the while joyful!
One day, while drifting away, a mothers’ thoughts were interrupted by a noise of destruction coming from down the hall where Susie room was....
Susie!! she yelled....
while opening the door to Susie room where flowers and pictures once hung in the entrance but now were replaced with a sign that says, “Susie has been evicted..…”
Susie!! she yelled frantically…
Bulbs, smashed into a billion pieces, laid throughout the dark floors where in the corner she notice her little girl....
Her hair was shortened;
clothes were darkened
and shoes were torn
Rushing over to little Susie
YELLING!
Susie what happened!?.
As she lifted her head; Susie’s corrupted eyes poked there way into her mother’s soul && flash backs of Susie’s so called happiness accrued.....
with tears of fear Susie’s mother yelled,
“Susie!!! What happened???”
her eyes pierced through the top layer && hitting her right in the core;
flash backs, memories, became even stronger
WAIT!!
Susie! I’m sorry....
for 20 years how could your own mother not notice you were unhappy?
dressing you in clothes that were to only impress them....
“Susie but I’m sorry…!”
how could your own mother not see that you were hurting.…?
days you came home with black eyes, torn clothes, or defense wounds on your body....
all you ever said was i feel or the basketball had hit you in the face
“Susie I’m sorry…!”
Now she understood why there was an overwhelming feeling of neglect && loneliness hovering over her as if it were a noose around her neck…
SCREAMING!!
“Susie I’m sorry….!”
How could I, your own mother, not notice
nights you were gone without calling and when you came home I gave you hell;
but didn’t think to ask why you cut your hair....
How could I, the one who gave birth to you,
not notice you were traumatized by another man with all the help you were seeking???
yelling,
WAIT! BUT;
“Susie I’m sorry….!”
“I'm sorry for never paying you the slightest attention…!”
But all little Susie could say as she lifted her head and eyes contracted back from the soul they were putting in a grave...
my name's not Susie it's Josie!.
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